Oak Tree
An Oak tree
Branches sway violently
Leaves lose their place and descend at a frightening speed
Silently covering the ground I'm what appears to be death
Roots remain firmly underground
It's 500 year survival place
I'm no oak tree
I cannot survive this storm
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