Look up at trees
look between them,
to the shape of emptiness—
their gift to each other—
not walls, but space
shaping to each other, even
as they all reach for the same sunlight
the same air.

Look up at trees
look between them,
to the shape of emptiness—
their gift to each other—
not walls, but space
shaping to each other, even
as they all reach for the same sunlight
the same air.
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