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no sleep

one as two

 

it was a rare sighting

felt as if we struck gold

 

on just a lost trail

 

so fantastic

hard to miss

screaming awe

to me

 

trees

 

among all

two of them called out

gulmohars

 

buttressed roots

meeting the ground beneath

one beside the other

 

"dont plant trees so close, especially the same kind"

 

they seemed like twins

as tall as broad

yet unique in their own stride

 

they chose to hold hands

you see

never did i see, so a first for me

 

the roots of one

colliding into the other

 

{no resistance, no signs of strife}

 

merging

melding

as if there isn't even

the slightest sense of disparity in between

 

just, one

and another

one

 

like tributaries

pouring into

mother river

they flow into one another

 

seamlessly

 

creating new paths

 

one as two

two as one

 

whose who

whose who

#life

 

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