
Wonder how long it's been standing, How long it's been existing. What storms and battles it must have faced. Every crack and shape must have a story.
How many just passed by without noticing its existence? How many stood beside to take pictures, making it feel special for being? How many stories it must have heard of love, heartbreak, and envy from people passing by.
How many took shelter under its strong, powerful arms? Once a tiny seed, it grew into a majestic, unique being.