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Ash Tree

Leaves of ash fall into the vile wordly dirt.
So many difftrent life forces never get to work.
Every inch of a flame,
is getting angry everytime there is to much blame.
No one can see the rotting tree has every right to live as oak,
if you ask to much from him he would give all then try to cope.
The ashes have not left the tree
that had became so wrotten,
only unkind oak will be forever forgotten.





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