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If I were a tree, I would want to
grow, tall, and round
green and brown.

I would stretch my branches wide,
so that children, in them, would hide.
And when my time to go was near,
I would never shed a tear.

For I am tree, tall and round,
I fear not falling to the ground.

To Paper and houses I would be
made, or maybe a porch that could provide shade.
My life though lost, would render
small cost, to anyone who needed its aid.

To children and adults I give a second chance:
To see, to speak, to run, to dance.

My body that I would no longer need could make
someones life much better with speed.

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