Changming Yuan
Photo: inajeep
Leaves hip-hopping to the music of early summer
One long branch flirting with every passer-by
Trunk shaking with laughter from last spring
But behind the fence, your roots remain firm
Never budging a single inch, between day and night
While I feel sorry for your confinement all your life
You winged seeds keep travelling in the whole neighborhood
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