Patience for paradise

I try to watch the moon but the trees block my sight
Every single night It's hard to stare at earths light
People want to cut the trees down
then we all could see the sky
But i said leave them
I believe nature doesn't need to be modified
These trees surround my home
Not many stars I can see
But the very few that shine thru
The leaves up high mean the most to me
I think this all is symbolic
and someday the future will bring
Me to a location that feels like paradise
And I'll be able to view the whole thing





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