Corrosion
A shattered mind mends a broken heart
Twisted is perception as an elder pine
Roots submerged beyond sight
The culling of thoughts is harrowing
Withered is the base of the conifer
Torn apart by forces unbeknownst
Rotten to its core from others interactions
Only to be burnt away and born anew
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