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Apr 2019
SO SAYETH....

SO SAYETH....

So says a  tree, "Chop me off please do not"

In the web of cement jungles, do not get caught .

To live on,  many storms I have continuously fought

Remember, many things to humanity I have gifted n taught.

Breathless Children to the hospitals will be brought;

If chop off trees you will, oxygen will have to be bought.

Water shortage acute will become n diseases increase will, in a draught.

Grow  trees, chop them off please do not.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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