A gardener placed a small ivy
In the earth next to a sapling tree
Entwined thus, they grew up together
Into a tall tree, and a vine slender
To him, she was no burden to bear
On his bark did never her leaf tear
He was a perch from where she could see
The world around and beyond, to infinity
She was the witness to his life's story
To his tales of sorrow and small glory
She shared with him his every breath
She gave him solace, as he gave her strength
One day, as she looked up to the tree
"Is this love?" he asked her tenderly
"I know not, my dear, but this is true,
I do not know who I am without you"
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