A tree grows, but will always remain a tree
Achievements are met, like newly discovered friends
The point of a monolith? If it has no purpose
Aspiration
Modern science
A swing is tied to this tree, achingly swaying in the dark
There is always dread, untimely from nowhere really
Spread your wings, up the volume, escape the shade
Aspiration
Modern science
Autumn transforms, exposes, and beautifies
It's time to frolic in the fallen foliage, my friend
Proudly wave your flag, to a re-birth
Aspiration
Modern science
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