Family Tree

I'm sorry I stir up the ground,
the soil where our family-tree is rooted

I'm sorry I blow life
to those leaves that finally had landed

I'm sorry I dig
in the darkest mud
but to understand myself
I have to know my blood

That blood that occasionally flows
through alcohol and drugs

It's interesting to stir up the ground

(C) Linda Holmgren

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