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    trees are so beautiful.
    as if gods towering over us.
    they say nothing.
    as we cut them down.
    they do nothing.
    as you put your mall up.
    your parking lot..
    yet its the park that..
    makes you feel better.
    where you take your kids to play.
    your dog....
    yet you cut them down..
    i pray the gods fight back..
    i pray one day...one day..

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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