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The Fig Tree

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Once upon a time

there was a young girl

who sat underneath a fig tree

and pondered the

universe's greatest mysteries:

"Who am I?"

"Why am I here?"

and "What is the meaning of my life?"

And as the wind gently rustled

the leaves on the branches above her

a swift and sudden gust of air

caused a sole leaf to tear

which fell

onto her lap

as in extraordinary reply

so the young girl grabbed the majestic leaf

and touched its cool spine

the slender green leaf

felt durable in her palm

but then 

out in the distance

her mother called

beckoning her to return to civilization

before suppertime

thus, the young girl stood immediately

letting the amicable leaf fall to the ground

and dashed to her mother's side

instantly forgetting the dure questions

she had pondered in mind--

the most salient of questions

she had ruminated

on an empty stomach

underneath the fig tree

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The format of this piece is very pleasing to the eyes, you have a great ability to tell a story. Thx

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