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From A Barren View

Winter comes
And the trees become bare...
Give way to sight
In the distance over there.
I watch
Through once full trees
Gentle waves
Drifting in a gentle breeze--
A beautiful view
Stark, ordinarily concealed--
Waits for a season to come,
And from desolation, is revealed.

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