Behind the Infront
Three beautiful wishes
Three moments in time
held as a gift
in a red bark wrapped in delight
Three chances to try again
Three hurts of no belong
sent to the behind
with new pods of tomorrow beckoning infront
Three kisses changes the air
Three lost beings sending signals of no more dispair
bring forth the strength of eucaluptus in the wild
bring with it the sap of the forest and the fairness of a life dare
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