.5 (in which I die years before my death)
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His leaves have turned yellow
since last time I saw him
I'm watching him in secret
but I can't read in his eyes anymore
and still we used to feed
by the same roots...once...
His trunk is still strong,
even if his bark is now in shreds
but the wood is still the same,
one of the rarest I've found in the world
But I know that I am watching him
from a hided place
because I am afraid to hear that
I too have grown old
and almost all my leaves lie on the ground
I just can't understand how can we hurt ourselves
with such carelessness, when life is so short
Now I know I pulled off a lot of my leaves
with my own hands
But after such a long time
I'd like to live our remainin' leaves together,
but just as I take a step
my last leaf leaves herself fall on the ground,
and I die...
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