My Writing Is A Tree

As a writer I am a tree. My writing grows when my ideas come to life. It starts with an idea, like how a tree is planted. Then, as my writing expands, the metaphorical tree grows also. My ideas come and the leaves form on the tree. As the leaves change colors, my ideas change for my writing. When the seasons move along, my writing moves with them. The more sturdy the tree gets, my writing gets stronger along with it. When the tree starts to die, my writing gets weaker. Then when the tree dies, my writing dies along with the tree. As soon as the tree dies, another one is being planted. My writing continues along with the newly planted tree. The cycle repeats itself over and over.

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