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Song Of He

There he stood Listening to his friends the voices of the trees singing of their song Hearing their cries as they fall to be chopped to bits unable to sing again He sings back His most sweetest song To sooth those who have fallen To bring home their spirits The standing friends Join in his song rocking the fallen down into their eternal sleep
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trevor-comeau
American
Published
Jan 17, 2012
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