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#review Resurrection I am dead Cut down by their sharpened saw Through my silent pleas they hacked me raw Punished me without a flaw I offered them flowers and juicy fruit But they resorted to violent brute Causing me agony and pain acute But my roots are deep and hurt they are not My seeds spread and eventually sprout Tiny shoots and a trunk stout And I am alive. #poem#ranjiwrites