Trees

Once upon a time, there were trees.

Trees were there for once upon a time.

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Should I be tree?

Always there.

Living serenely for a while,

and then silently died away.

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Sucked up carbondioxide,

give out breathable air,

for what results to come?

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Once upon a time, there were stones,

stones were there for once upon a time,

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Should I be stone?

Living like rocks,

unnoticed of things passed.

Yet changed through times.

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Standing there,

ready to be blown by wind,

carved by water,

and at last crumblingly decayed.

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Once upon a time, there were human being.

They lived for a while.

Not as long as trees and stones.

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