My journey was like a sweet smell and the nature was perfect.
I was the strongest tree and my branches are covered with green
leaves…..
Flowers bloom past as
spring passes
Birds’ chirpings and
monkeys enjoy swinging around with my roots….
Small
children are playing around my long hanging roots… Enjoying the sweet
memories….
As time passes birds flew away to south for warming themselves.
Because the time has come for the cold winter. I was so alone and no one was
there to protect me…
One day the time where
my life was totally change; two woodcutters came to cut down the trees for palm
oil industry…
And I was affected and they cut down my one of
all beautiful branches.
I was crying in pain none of them bothered to ask...
When the birds came back from winter they were astonished to see
me that I was about to die… That was the last piece of my life…..
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