The Cycle
May 26, 2023
A little plant you were
Your father was a big tree
Your father is no more
Now you are living free;
You are a fruit of that tree
Your father was a seed
Now you are a big tree
Your kid will be a little plant;
You are the seed of that little plant
When your kid will be a big tree,
This is a cycle of animal and plant
So, nobody is from it a little free.
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