We all have a tree inside us,
we are the mighty oaks,
but still weep like the willows.
Our seeds were broken
the day we were born,
but through this destruction
came the beauty of growth.
As one tree grows,
another must fall,
but a fallen tree still houses life
for years to come.
With her roots spread deeply,
some will always remain
in the soil of our hearts.
And the light she projected,
will keep others going
through their darkest times.
Although only a sapling,
the tree within Sofia
will continue to grow in others.
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