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by Rong
Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1798848
Dead from a broken heart I stand beneath my winter trees
Silent sentinels...
Stalwart bastions...
Standing cold in the night
but with majestic bearing,
they hold the evening sky.
Reaching for the daylight,
and the coming warmth of spring,
they wait for winter to die.
The trees of my winter stand vigil.
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