Once proud and mighty,
Rich it was with greenery,
It brought along a pretty scenery,
But alas time took its toll,
And now I am old and feel the cold,
However knowledge I now hold,
That everything comes and goes,
So woe to my foes as it should be,
For though I am green no more,
Stripped off I was to the core,
I will still stand forevermore.
Written by Lucas Yap S.W.
Photographs by Lucas Yap S.W.
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