In the grounds the sun of the tree, the sun touched the ground and the ttee touched the war ground. I heard from the tree are the soldier that has not mapped the location of the tree.
However the solder unending of the cherry light of the trees asks him to continue on. You are the ink penamship of my trunk so be strong and mighty powerful to end the terrors you have not seen at my permanent location in my life. In your life your head has the cherry red not of the fruit only but the platelets of the lost lives ended unknown.
Do not answer be back as the solder you are today for I have called you your soul was elsewhere in war. Not in a ware of shame of my leaves trunk the found water I bring up towards the sun, but in you place is the wood that has the hinged door of wood, unlock yourself to end the terror of platelets.
You just see then terror in my eyes the of Trunk, do not come near me what you eyes have not seen the terror in your mind, you’re life next to wood will remind you of yourself that I speak in relgion. The Buddha wood you have I am here to await of your true self so I stand tall as my trunk up high as my leaves wave to God here with me because you find yourself in the red cherry unsmeaes of terror unsolved by you.
Carlo Today Tonight and Tomorrow 
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