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No More Trees

I do not think that people see
That every day, they waste a tree

A tree that shimmers like a crown,
Until they come and chop it down.

Who knows if it felt any pain,
In its long life, nothing would gain.

A paper wad you throw away,
And in the toilet some will stay.

With all the words, they feel the pain,
Wishing they were back in the rain.

Fools like me make a parody,
Guess I just wasted another tree.



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