so little about so much.
it's obvious
to many
when they hear me speak
about
things
i shouldn't
breathe a word to.
take trees for instance,
i might
recognize
a birch or oak, or willow,
but for the most
part
i have no clue.
i'm lost.
i barely
understand
that in the autumn
leaves
turn color and fall,
while in the spring,
more arrive,
magically,
all with new buds.
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