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2 of 365 - Foundation

Foundations

She does it to herself, digs this same hole
Why do we build nests in things that aren't trees?
Sees a plot of land, that looks fertile and clean
Why do we collect fragments pretending they make a whole?
Here she begins to dig, curious about what she can find
Why do we lay foundations on sand by the sea?
She builds a nice nest is sturdy and strong
Why do we trust limbs that are still green and aren't long
She's got all the supplies to make a good home
What does she think this is a tree when its nothing but a stone?
She sees the storm and has the tools to provide
Where is the tree strong enough to stay by her side?
She knew this was not a tree when she dug this hole
Why do we build nests in things that aren't trees?

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