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Submitted:Jul 1, 2012 Reads: 5 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
the tree is a god
up with the stars
the tree is the ancestor
of all mother nature
the tree is a presence
which guided are cohort from the ancient time.
the tree is a gardener
ready to prune the evil leaves and branches.
the tree is a magic
so powerfull war and greed can't define
while the trees are dying
the stars are crying
as we do litte to protect
what has protected
are civilization.
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