Tag: poem about tree
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UNKNOWN STORAGE
Bring food for us all From an unknown storage place Trees and plants serve well Whenever season demand And mother earth allow them
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A boon – A Curse
Tree,got the boon of immortality and a Curse ,to be killed brutally tree,got the boon to get back the charm and a curse to see his chopped arm tree,got boon to bear pain like stone and cusre to keep loosing wooden bone we all human know that tree never die but we keep killing them,tell…