The Tree

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Standing here tall and happy,
Seeing all the green and talking to them with such Tame.

Seeing how one night darkness was all around and the only light was a bright Flame.

Standing here tall and alone,
Having to stand here with my family nothing but black without their leaves.

Seeing some getting cut down, hearing their screams,
And I was the only one who could hear Please.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 24, 2021 ⏰

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