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The Wind in the Pines
I fight the branches of
the pines, that I brake.
I disturb the
birds from there slumber.
I whistle like a tune through
there needles, putting them
to rest in the dirt from
which gives them nourishment.
I am the wind in the pines.
the pines, that I brake.
I disturb the
birds from there slumber.
I whistle like a tune through
there needles, putting them
to rest in the dirt from
which gives them nourishment.
I am the wind in the pines.
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