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Beauty of the willows
The wind that blows within the trees.
They Sing a song that puts the forest to ease.
An brings all worry to its knees.

Blessed be the fallen.
The darken angels wings.
Sweeping down,
all the forest comes to rest,at his dully glowing feet.
He speaks few words this beautiful dark angel.
But what he speaks makes the earth seize.
We have fallen into the hands of a mighty.
"I have come to take this land,and kill this gentle society".
He breaths just loud enough for few to hear.
The Angels voice so deep
a plague of evil at his command
an with that horror took the land.





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