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by Mapa
Rated: E · Poetry · Environment · #2241504
Man for his selfish need cuts down trees, who hold no malice towards him.
The Fallen Log


O weary brother,
Come rest a while!
Mother Earth birthed us to stand tall.
I,
Regrettably pulled down,
Lie on the ground,
A sad consequence
Of uncaring action.
You
I welcome,
To recline, take comfort and-
Softly melt into my rough still form.
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