The breadfruit tree

As

In a dream

I could

See

From

The breadfruit tree

Maybe

Will it be

I hear

The wind

Through

The breadfruit tree

Are they

My unfinite

Thoughts

And the murmur

Of the sea

Takes it

For ever

My memories

Along the sea

Even

In captivity

To stay

My thoughts

Yet free

Is it

The rustling

Of the wind

I can feel

And see

Does it

Over there

Under

The breadfruit tree

Yet

Survive

Forever

Yet free

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Léon Algra

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