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Listen to the trees They whisper while I hike A twig snaps below my feet I hear it's scream of painThe ancient oak is undisturbed By the gentle breezeIts leaves whisper to me in the calm"Come and stay, you'll love it here"Yet I know that I must Be heading back to the cabinMy tiny paradise in the WoodsAmongst the whispering trees.
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