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The paths lives once lived Memories of past in the dirt The trees know all Old wisdom gathered from time Century after century we wait Decade after decade we learn Year after year we nurture Day after day we are Rustles of melodies fill our souls Sounds of leaves making the forest whole Birds rest in our branches for we bring life Decades of memories in our trunks To the squirrel who stored nuts To the pain of fire that scorches us Water serene and still Small waves on the surface of the lake The depth of water far far below The grass Green and small Earthy smells fill the air Always there Never gone Damaged but surviving Forests breathe with life. Without them nothing will be Without them life is dead
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 9:52 PM UTC
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The paths lives once lived Memories of past in the dirt The trees know all Old wisdom gathered from time Century after century we wait Decade after decade we learn Year after year we nurture Day after day we are Rustles of melodies fill our souls Sounds of leaves making the forest whole Birds rest in our branches for we bring life Decades of memories in our trunks To the squirrel who stored nuts To the pain of fire that scorches us Water serene and still Small waves on the surface of the lake The depth of water far far below The grass Green and small Earthy smells fill the air Always there Never gone Damaged but surviving Forests breathe with life. Without them nothing will be Without them life is dead
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 9:52 PM UTC
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