SONGS FROM GOD'S HEART TO MINE3908 Poems Read |
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THE TREE.
I once was a boy, who climbed a tree. I once was a man, who cut down a tree. Now I am a tree, a large oak tree. My leaves are green and beautiful, and my branches are long and strong. Birds come and rest on me. Until now, a man is cutting down me. BY Arctic Wolf.
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