
Young roots grab the Earth
Connected plants in same soil
Trimmed and well anchored
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New roots stretch to sky
Their hands reach for door slammed shut.
Pull beyond comfort.
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Roots and branches meet
Pull and reach with combined strength.
Fight to reach and grow.
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Roots grow with branches anchor.
Only when melded.
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Original Map of the Self memoir by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. Any AI tags are conincidental
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