Year: 
2020

Roots shooting straight into whatever they can get their hands on
Limbs reaching out into the great expanse of air
Buds looking for any sort of light they can take in
Trunk sixty four years of age, looking over all this life

Limbs reaching out into the great expanse of air
Taking in and spitting out the air we breathe
Trunk sixty four years of age, looking over all this life,
Including all the animals and plants that reside in her rings

Taking in and spitting out the air we breathe
All we do is take these magical things and kill them
Including all the animals and plants that reside in her rings
Turning them into everything we need.

All we do is take these magical things and kill them
One would think we would learn not to
Turn them into everything we need
All the lives a single one supports

One would think we would learn not to
Buds looking for any sort of light they can take inĀ 
All the lives a single one supports
Roots shooting straight into whatever they can get their hands on.

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