dark green

Somehow cells formed a body and It grew like a tree
Through storms and breaking branches we always continued

Our leaves turn brown and it changes us
Through autumn we fall down but we always come back

The woods turns ancient and it awakens us
Through the years we created an everlasting bloodline

A spreading wildfire could burn us all
Through the warmth we could turn in blackened ash

And besides the landscape view at the horizon
There was a infinite field

And nobody would notice
A simple wallflower
Who was slowly dying

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