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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1486448

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If a tree, frail and withered, suceeds in falling down, does it fail?

When a stirring wind mounts, too harshly against feather armoured skin, does it hail?

When a poor mans breath dyes, preening the filling gold,

do we wail?





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