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1 total messages Started by Chris Tong Thu, 06 Nov 1986 01:43

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Author: Chris Tong
Date: Thu, 06 Nov 1986 01:43

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			BRANCHES


	For a moment
	they reminded me of my mother's hands,
	hung wide in despair
	at some misdeed that I cannot recall;
	in that moment
	looking at the empty hands in the air
	I had been moved to wonder
	  if it would end.

	Or would she remain,
	a single root for two
	branches, bare,
	  flung in frozen disarray
	appealing to the winter skies
	as if to say
	  "What now, should the least leaf fall?"

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