Within its gates I heard the soundOf winds in cypress caverns caughtOf huddling tress that moaned, and soughtTo whisper what their roots had found.(__ Dream of Fear_)
Silence can always be broken by the sound__f footsteps walking over frozen groundIn winter when the melancholy treesStand abject and let their branches freeze_
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Silence can always be broken by the sound__f footsteps walking over frozen groundIn winter when the melancholy treesStand abject and let their branches freeze_
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