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. *When a Dryad cries … … the bright red leaves drip and the tree stands in a pool of blood … forest green leaves drip and the tree stands in a pond of heartbreak … red and green leaves drip and the tree stands in a lake of sorrow There is no sadder song than when a tree dies, there is no deeper grief than when a Dryad cries.* © Pagan Paul (01/07/18)
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 12:11 PM UTC
When A Dryad Cries
. *When a Dryad cries … … the bright red leaves drip and the tree stands in a pool of blood … forest green leaves drip and the tree stands in a pond of heartbreak … red and green leaves drip and the tree stands in a lake of sorrow There is no sadder song than when a tree dies, there is no deeper grief than when a Dryad cries.* © Pagan Paul (01/07/18)
. Old poem re-written Dryad - A Tree Nymph/Sprite .
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 12:11 PM UTC
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