Two trees too close together
Uneven in our shape
Our limbs should be more rounded
And space as our landscape
Why are we not rivers
Joining forces as we meet
To widen out the land
And to grow deeper feet by feet
Already I stare out
And see a field more bare
I think that I'd be happier
If I were planted there
Two trees too close together
We should have been more round
Instead our limbs barely grew
We need more space we found
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