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Thou hast tapered with the sword and struck our heartand so peppered are our inwards and salted by thine artthou hast softened steel and disarmed the ..
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Today the leaves again dance in the windthe view of it I never want to endwhen the trees do move and swayreminders that we all live within this dayAll..
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Who is he who skips the mountains crestand in the forest takes his playwho wanders flowering meadows blestand paints her majestic peaks by dayWho roar..
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