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| Winter of a Tree |
When the snow falls and gradually takes my warmth, When it storms beyond belief and jolts me in all directions, When cold touches my roots, I do not lose patience As this will not be forever. When birds come and look at me for shelter, When they make their nests merrily, When they jump from one branch to another and enjoy, And when the winter comes they fly to unknown destinations, I do not lose patience as this will not be forever. When one day I am uprooted and will lose the soil, When all my leaves too will fall, When I am cut into hundreds of parts, I shall not lose patience as I shall be there again, I shall again exist as coal, toys, and artifact, I do not lose patience , As I will be forever.
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