原子雾化器请教# ChemEng - 化学工程
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From a distance
It is a tree
A deep wound cuts though leaving a scary scar
The memory of a lightening strike, years before
There is only one branch that is alive
You can tell from the fruits
Heavily still
Walking down the hill
It becomes a woman
She bends down to plant seeds
The vines break the ground and sprial in the air
They cover her body with small hands and mouths
Turning her into an old basket
And then I am a child
Floating in the space like a rainbow trout
The sun shines dimmly below
Bea
It is a tree
A deep wound cuts though leaving a scary scar
The memory of a lightening strike, years before
There is only one branch that is alive
You can tell from the fruits
Heavily still
Walking down the hill
It becomes a woman
She bends down to plant seeds
The vines break the ground and sprial in the air
They cover her body with small hands and mouths
Turning her into an old basket
And then I am a child
Floating in the space like a rainbow trout
The sun shines dimmly below
Bea
