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Robins Return
The bark of eternity,
an armoring sure
An oak or a maple,
their majesty pure
Below their dark cover,
time circles in rings
Where destiny spirals
-as residents sing
(Martha Brown's Woods: March, 2021)
an armoring sure
An oak or a maple,
their majesty pure
Below their dark cover,
time circles in rings
Where destiny spirals
-as residents sing
(Martha Brown's Woods: March, 2021)
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Robins Return
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