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"Prison Imagination", poetry
Look at the redwood tree
You can climb it
But I can only visually climb it
Inching my way in imagination
Dark green as a top hat - English?
A man tree for sure
With its slender build
Grasping for the sky
And pulling birds from the air
As motels are for human travelers
I wish the tree could run
From the sound of chain saws
Or its inhabitants could fend for it
And continue to play throughout its green leaves
By James Collins or JC
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