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I
am old
as I can be
yet I weathered all
wind and rain and fire
my skin is rough as a cob
my hair is thinning
my arms are weak
yet I still live on
seeing my children
have children
populating
spreading joy
I want to live another 200 years
I want to keep growing
so you can come see me
hug me
sing to me
tell me how much you love me
do not cut me
do not burn me
protect me as I stand
an icon for the ages
I hold your history in my rings
look up to me
I am Sequoia
waiting in the forest
for you to come marvel.
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