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Gale
The wood fought hard
against the wind,
violence from the west
sacrificing branches,
tall pines embracing
birch and alder,
their limbs entwined
against the gale
so sudden and so strong.
I watched them fight
and bade them well,
this place not for me;
a hail of branches
twigs and leaves about my head
suffice to send me home.
I shall return to weep,
lost friends I've known
these last eight years
now lying with the ferns
homes for mice and such.
kindling for the winter.
against the wind,
violence from the west
sacrificing branches,
tall pines embracing
birch and alder,
their limbs entwined
against the gale
so sudden and so strong.
I watched them fight
and bade them well,
this place not for me;
a hail of branches
twigs and leaves about my head
suffice to send me home.
I shall return to weep,
lost friends I've known
these last eight years
now lying with the ferns
homes for mice and such.
kindling for the winter.
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