I can say the amount,
whole, totalled, collected, and shared,
meant so much more to me than I ever could remember.
I walked past ghost towns,
ignoring anything that moved to me
and holding out for some sort of being,
in hopes of meeting me halfway.
When it all falls forth,
and the tree fell to the ground,
I'd never go anywhere again,
but the stump.
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