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homeless
the seasons changed, as green turned grey
the trees closed in their branches around them
clutching themselves against the bitter cold
icy winds lashed at them tearing their leaves, their branches
the trees stood bare naked cold
as the birds flew away slowly his spirit died
his shoulders drooped as he gave up
his morning poems and evening songs deserted him
looking for a new abode....
the trees closed in their branches around them
clutching themselves against the bitter cold
icy winds lashed at them tearing their leaves, their branches
the trees stood bare naked cold
as the birds flew away slowly his spirit died
his shoulders drooped as he gave up
his morning poems and evening songs deserted him
looking for a new abode....
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