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Forest green and trees entwined |
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withered trunks and branches bare |
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forest young in dancing rain |
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memories and wisdom rare |
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Oaks and elms and willows fare |
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all in different shape and form |
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some grow tall and some grow small |
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from an oak a leaf is torn |
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In the mornings golden light |
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hold me while the wild winds blow |
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hold me near and hold me tight |
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and sometimes let me go |
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Branches swaying in the wind |
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stretches up towards the sky |
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branches bowing to the earth |
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wondering what yonder lie |
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Some have shared too little soil |
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some others grew too bold |
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others broke in thunderstorms |
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or froze in wintry cold |
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In the mornings golden light |
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hold me while the wild wind blow |
[02:21.19] |
hold me near and hold me tight |
[02:25.37] |
and sometimes let me go |
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In the mornings golden light |
[02:40.90] |
hold me while the wild winds blow |
[02:45.07] |
hold me near and hold me tight |
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and sometimes let me go |