Song Among the Pine
cones and needles lie
atop the dark soil
they will come for me
with searchlights streaming through the cedar trees
cold ash smother the fire
cold ash smother the fire
the ripple of the stream
is just one way the forest speaks to me
the anger in the streets
is just the way a broken city breathes
cold ash smother the fire
cold ash smother the fire
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