The Perfect Tree
It was a perfect tree, in a perfect forest.
Standing majestic, it's roots planted deep into the earth,
Easily drinking of underground streams.
Basking in the magical sunlight,
Wordlessly enjoying the chemical process of life.
Enjoying the company of other lives:
Nesting birds, transforming insects,
Perhaps even playing host to the occasional human child
Climbing amongst its strong, cheerful limbs in happy union.
A perfect tree.
A perfect forest.
Until the urgent need for a shopping mall destroys it all.
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