It’s ok, I’m fine, don’t worry,
This is just my part of story.
Silently I’ll lie among the trees,
You don’t have to think about it, please.
It is fine that I will disappear,
Anyway you do not want me near.
There’s no point for you to think or worry,
I will simply die, the end of story.
I’m fine
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