before there can be olives
there must be a branch
extended outward,
growing the fruit
doing the work
making peace
but my tree was
burned down
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before there can be olives
there must be a branch
extended outward,
growing the fruit
doing the work
making peace
but my tree was
burned down
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I was shaken to my very core when I woke up this morning but this poem really drives home that I’m not alone in this. We are not alone in this. Thank you.