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The Old Oak Tree
An old oak tree alone in a field
Planted and numb
Its dulled & knotted dark bark
With jaded branches winding in every direction
Providing perfectly impenetrable protection
And criss-crossing twigs that sharply contrast
INTP Interpretations
What a fantasy, to pretend I don’t exist
I float precariously
Higher and higher
And wave goodbye to my exoskeleton
The cage that traps and suffocates me….
