Oh the struggles, Oh the ups and downs of this holographic world that surrounds me. Oh the corruption. Oh the pain. I see it all. The death on the floor and the evil waves in the sky. Oh the control. It sometimes feels that it could be so much easier to be ignorant like them or crawl beneath the sheets of time and hide. But for now...
I am Tree Poet
I am a songwriter
I am a messenger
I write without thought
I feel without thinking
I am a Steemian like you
I am an Artist like you

NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER GIVE UP!
The light will break through!

Please tell me what you feel.

HELP ME HELP YOU HELP ME
Tree Poet

The future of Independent Artists and Musicians.

Peace always Steemians
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