The Trees and Me
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Stood idle, in the open field
I feel the slight breeze tickle
as it runs across my skin
a summer day just like this
makes me feel alive
to touch nature and its elements
and breathe it all inside,
I look at the large oak
in the distance so small
but a giant up close
dwarving me in size
a leave falls from it's foaliage
like a tear dropping from my eye.
I feel the slight breeze tickle
as it runs across my skin
a summer day just like this
makes me feel alive
to touch nature and its elements
and breathe it all inside,
I look at the large oak
in the distance so small
but a giant up close
dwarving me in size
a leave falls from it's foaliage
like a tear dropping from my eye.
Can not be arsed with life no more.
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Hero is a word that grows from the earth where you stand.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce