pith and pride

i can tell you what keeps me up at night
it’s knowing the meaning of pith and pride
uncertain i talk to trees and search for mine
branches never tell you that they’re tired
silent leaves grow then die once dead they take flight
bark hardly ever complains it keeps the pith inside
gave my life for a fire lost my pride in the vines
i’m awake but how long should i wait to be inspired?

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