**Dream not a pine but deciduous**
I'm just a body of my immortal soul
No stop from walk after once start of beat is my goal
Because I seek no high but to survive
And stop to this mortal is opposite of alive
I pray no more for I wish to be like a tree
To keep on growing forever and free
My leaves will fall and I will dry
But my new branch will replace and I'll not die
I'll not let the positive calm me, watching the grass
Because the tall trees will cast shadow for my thirst
I'll not cast any but stand same, share grass my manure
As this mortal seek no success high but fear failure
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