This earth's beauty spread hither and thither
But is it right for us to let it wither?
Cutting their tusks
Here were causing sins
However we chop them to the ground
Petryfiying them with the sound
Each and every tree that dies
Is just a living creature which hopes to thrive
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Poems for free time
PoetryThese are a few poems wrote by me during my free time If you find them nice please vote them btw they are just for fun
