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The Song Of Trees
The Song Of Trees
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They sat here,
back in nineteen seventeen,
beneath my caring arms.
I kept the August sun
from their fevered brows
as piece by piece
they pulled themselves
together.
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Their stories made me weep
rainfall
from sy...
Monday 23rd October 2017 8:49 pm
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