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Baby Tree

  • Writer: Navya Myneni
    Navya Myneni
  • Jun 20, 2021
  • 1 min read

I snapped.

Like an inflexible branch

in the chaos,

in the storm.


What was born?


Falling apart,

losing control

like a bird.

I broke a hundred times.


I broke into rubble-

feathers and wood chips.

Bones.


I survived.


What was born?

Maybe I'm flexible now.


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