Dearest BadaBou

We stand tall, 
We stand strong,
With so tough,
Storms along

While we breathe,
It's all well,
But one day comes,
Rings our bell

In a flash,
'fore our eyes,
Comes to us,
All our life

Some of us,
See a tree,
Lots of lives,
In it's canopy

Some of us, 
See a tree,
But it's all dry,
None to see

Some of us,
See a tree,
One or two,
Birds up free

In the end,
It's the same,
All we go,
None to blame

Stays some part,
In all that lives,
From those of us,
Called Memories.

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