under the bridge
a baby plant
yearns for light
it grows left and back right
stretches far
it's outta sight
tiny flower
you just might
be the tallest plant
I see tonight
you reached
you grabbed
at the air
stabbed
through the concrete
in the dark
you kept dreaming
of the park
now here you are
fairest of them all
beautiful green,
flowery and tall
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