the tree stands too long...
longer than life should allow...
emptied and hollowed by the heartless elements...
battered and broken by the endless gusts of fate...
no memory of purpose...
no hope for healing...
a shameful spire of senescence...
a mocking monument to the irony of strength...
in desperate need of a merciful gale...
to end this futile stance...
finally...
its here
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