Suppose you are a tree.Write a diary entry in about 150 – 200 words taking help from the poetry “On killing a tree”from Beehive book describing how as a tree you were hacked and chopped and your root was pulled out and how you are inching (proceeding) towards your end.
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Explanation:
Yeah
I don't believe in destiny
I just do what's best for me
Don't listen to my enemies
They're just full of jealousy
Duh
This legacy
You gon see what's left of me
You gon see success in me
You ain't seen the rest of me
I just wanna be the best at what I know
Better than the rest just watch me grow
Put me to the test and watch me go
This is my quest, I'ma make it known
They call me obsessive, oh I know
Call me selective with my notes
Call me agressive with my flow
Call me offensive even though
So we ain't gonna lie, life's tough
Tryna get by, life's rough
Try to do it right, It's not enough
Even though you try you still mess up
But I'm still gonna fight for what I love
Still gonna die for what I love
Still gonna try, I won't give up
Answer:
there have fun
Explanation:
mark me as brainliest
