There's a tree
With leaves, one big with three,
Then theres two bare,
I can not see the hair
On her head, only I'll feel grand
When I see her fair land
I know now Mother Nature has come,
Dear Mother has child perished, are we in darkness, Mother have you no sense, can you hear me holler? Trees no longer sway the wind is undefined, my eyes no longer wet, my skin cracks, Mother I've not burned you, please child is afar, he mustn't be brought, for the cold shall swallow him too.
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Darkness approaches
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