The tree

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I am a tree, with a name

My flowers, fruits

Never approved of your taste

They Seemed Strange

I lay on the ground fixed

My branches though travel in the air

It has a map in your world Known

Yet you sit in my shade

Nameless Darkness

Drooling out of light

My enlightenment
Falls
With everything I am, I have

Gives you a familiar comfort

Like Any Other tree

Whose everything

Fits your sense