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Nov 2015
He stood tall and majestic with all his glorious color hiding his inner beings.
Still Mother Nature with her winds uncovered the hidden secrets that dwelled under the skeleton of its soul.
Standing naked nothing left to hide the wind did it's job .
Naked to the world and no cover to marvel,
Standing tall waiting for the rebirth.
Written by
B J Truax
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