Trees

Paper is used everyday
Such as a pay
For cutting trees
Without peace.
Habitats disappear
And animals leave out of fear
With nowhere to go
Wandering to a place unknown.
Forests become a wasteland
Maybe even a desert with sand
Hundreds of years will pass
Before there will be grass.
Paper should be used less
To avoid a mess
And plant new seeds
For new trees.

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