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tree hugger
There is a vast field and its flate all the way threw only one thing sticks out of place, a tree all alone in the middle of that field and near its roots my bones rest still know one remembers my unmarked grave there was no soul for the priest to save all that i was left me with ease its over its done with now let me rest in peace you cant and you wont its just one more tree what you dont understand is its the last peace of me late at night when you think of your life and what youll leave behind then you might remember the tree and you might even remember me but know in the end youll be lucky to leave behind a tree it outlives your children it outlives fame it even outlives your name let go of this petty lifes games
