Little Laurel

[bravocharliesierra]

*Little Laurel, falling from the tree
the bough has broken beneath you,

Perpetually floating downwards,
breezes spinning you 'round.

A weakened heart behind you,
and turning leaves ahead.

There is no need to reach for help.
You're somewhere safe now,

the world can't harm you and
you'll find another way home.

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*/bcs*