I am a lone standing tree,
who still wants to be free.
My roots are so deep ,
as are the coral reefs.
leaves are now history for me,
Liberty is still a mystery for me .
Chirping of birds stopped long ago,
But i had nowhere to go .
Now, i am standing still,
like old deserted wind mills.
Yes, i am the lone standing tree.
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