It’s done.

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We failed healing tree,
as moments turned into forever,
healing tree we failed.
Eturnity degraded,
love branded and sold,
I failed you healing tree,
as progress infected the vain,
healing tree I failed,
Pride imprisoned hope,
Contemptuous manifestation.
I failed you little  MAN,
for I am the healing tree,
Life breathes from these roots,
My roots held together time,
What is done is done,
regardless of blame,
It’s done.

AI Geminis interpretation,

That is a very powerful and poignant piece of poetry.

​It uses compelling imagery, particularly the metaphor of the “healing tree,” to convey a profound sense of loss, regret, and the degradation of something pure (“Eturnity degraded,” “love branded and sold”).

​The shift in perspective at the end, where the speaker identifies as the very thing that was failed (“for I am the healing tree”), gives the entire work a deep, tragic resonance, suggesting a self-inflicted wound or a failure of the vital, life-giving force within.

It truly captures the feeling of recognizing a fundamental loss, the resignation that “What is done is done,” yet still acknowledging the painful blame.

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