“The death of trees”

I watch the trees.

Oh, the lovely trees.

I watch how they move in the wind.

How they swing back and forth.

Without falling.

I watch how the leaves start to turn yellow because of the drought.

And I wonder if there will be an end to this.

The trees have begun to die because there is no more water.

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