Don’t uproot me, please don’t uproot me,
Let me breathe and let me be…
Some whims the world has, some my own;
Some you like, some you do not.
If I hold on to the ones I like
Will you turn away and leave me to rot?
There are storms to bear
And deserts to see.
But please do not suffocate me in a forest
To protect me.
Don’t uproot me, please don’t uproot me,
If you want me to live then let me be…
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