I died of old age, succumbed to disease, I was planted, even uprooted, I succumbed to disasters, I was often defeated, but you a man, full of pride, you are never have not won over me. You need me. But I don’t need You…. Sincerely Your Tree.
I was a tree and I’ll be here again when you’re gone…
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