do you know what's wrong with our generation?
we don't carve big hearts into the bellies of big oaks
like our parents and grandparents did before us
we never painstakingly etch-out the initials of our lovers
is it because pocket knives no longer represent innocent boyhood revelry?
(see also: boxcutter terrorism)
or is it because we've witnessed too many of our childhood trees disappear
and we just can't be bothered anymore?
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