Young in Life, Old for the Season
Hi, I’m Wiky, young in life, old for the season.
My leaves have shed their dark color
and wrinkle in anticipation
of their time on earth
nourishing our roots
so we can be reborn
with the light of spring.
“We are all messengers during our time on earth.
We carry the torch of the past on to the future.”
Dartwill Aquila
System Humanity 
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