God, you made the moon and the stars.
You dressed the sky with clouds and bright sunshine.

The trees know when the seasons change.
They adorn themselves with flowers in the spring.
Provide shade in the summer. Bright beautiful colors in the fall.
When winter arrives they still are able to give shelter to those in need.

At the sametime the world doesn't care if you live or die.
and won't listen to your scream or cries.
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