Weeping Willow
before I resided myself to weep
I aimed to be a tool to sweep
my knowledge was vast
mindset deep
I was conscious
others existed in sleep
a wise woman is what people called me
"Witch" was chanted by some darkly
though as my feet hardened I knew it was time
on topic of life, I had reached the finish line
to settle in the scenery and become a tree
broken and used by Jr's many
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