We started
as small red seeds,
rich brown soil,
our haven
falling droplets,
our essence.
We sprouted after the winter
fragile
green limbs
poking out from
dirt.
Growing on
one tall
lean stalk,
but one late summer,
right before
the leaves faded
yellow
and burned red
our stalk,
diverged
into two,
years pass
and three
four
five
stalks
held by
the same roots
supported by
a common beginning.
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