I planted as a child, I wonder
what if you don't recognise me anymore
that I mean nothing
I am nothing
to you?
What if you don't remember
the plant I watered
or the fruits I nourished
with you?
What if you gave me
a vacant look
when I rest my back
in your shade?
I think we would still
be related
in so many ways
and much more than others.
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