Dead tree
This morning I walked in Fryent Country Park
It is a lovely place, magnetic space, I got my vein
Walking on paths, green views, watching the land
This is where my life opened up, yes my life has gone up
Life gives me land, a field where my soul grows up
Flower garden, fresh shoots, open my heart,
please walk on this land
I am walking also up on the hill, and a tree crosses my way
Dead, minimum two hundred years old
Old brother, I love this tree
Pain my heart
This tree soul passed away
Why is life so unfair? Why? I don’t understand it
No, no
No
Don’t
This tree did only good in its life. Why, why is this tree dead??
Oh, I hear the answer, it brings a breeze
Hah, I understand
I understand it
This is the life
I woke up, I am waking up. I am still alive!! Why? Why?!
Fast! Fast! I yell this word to me.
I run in the forest and search, but I don’t find something
I don’t find, I don’t find my tree. Where is my tree??
I don’t have an axe here!!
How can I kill myself?!
How can I kill my tree?!
I want to follow my older brother
I am following my dead tree brother
My heart told me: You are already dead
Your Watford crush killed you
Your life is … never …
Follow your old friend
And start a new life
Must be forever…
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