Trees
The wind freed
The trees of speech
A welcomed song
I do beseech
Of echoed moans
And lonely screeches
Of ocean skies
And seagulls screeches
My lonely heart
Cried for silent nights
To stop their pain
And grieving slights
Where nature sings
Beyond our realm
Quiet is aghast
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