the Green Pines sway
as a Winter Chill breezes by
their limbs bending with the weight of a thousand Snowfalls
but they do not break
strong are the Trees of the Winter Wood
strong are the People above on the Mountain
even through the winters:
the Snow
and the Cold
they do not break
they do not fall.

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