Save the Tree

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the tree what does it do 

it lives just as we do 

life and love fill it through

as the life of humanity too

trees give us paper, money, houses and oxygen

so why cut them down when all could lost and end

sure maybe some have lived a good life

but its not right to end there freedon stab them with a knife

save the tree

save the tree

it means the world to me

save the tree

save the tree

it means the world to me

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