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Poem; Entwined
Just as the pale moon, running from the sun, needs the earth and the earth, on its own race rotating, still needs the sun, so are we in our masses, a tangle of paths entwined.
Just as the forest reaches down, roots kneading the rich ground; roots without which the soil itself becomes dirt in a gale, so, intrinsically, are we in some manner entwined.
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Just as the head knows how it needs the body and just as the body boldly holds the heart, so we, many parts but one body, are, in one intricate weave, entwined.
Thus, just as the sea grasps at the hand of the land that it molds, crafts and so lovingly clasps, so I’ll always need you; for we too are forever entwined.
