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| Winters Tale |
Naked branches of the trees,
Grace the skyline this time of year,
Winter storms have made them bare,
Golden brown the leaves grace the ground,
A winters tale,
Told every year,
As nature takes is course,
To fertilise the earth,
For where there is an end,
A new will begin,
That is the circle of Life.......
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