Majestic, massive
Glistening with silver rain,
Trees reach to the sky.
Quiet fills the sweet air
Peace transcends upon the world
No troubles are found.
Then, from the distance,
A grumble grew to a roar,
Tall trees crash down, dead.
Glistening with silver rain,
Trees reach to the sky.
Quiet fills the sweet air
Peace transcends upon the world
No troubles are found.
Then, from the distance,
A grumble grew to a roar,
Tall trees crash down, dead.
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