Overly Dramatic Tree

I cry
Sticky tears
Look at me.
Lick them
And be nourished
For one day, I will fall
To lay at your feet
A rotting husk of what was.
No! No!
Do not pity me.
Do not cry for me.
This is my fate
As a tree.
I nourish the world
With my debris.
What about thee?

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