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Nature's Soul

With barren trees and frozen nights
Forgotten lands bereft of life.
Though from the death renewal comes
with innocence in wistful sums.
Soon turns to wise forgotten age.
The height of life without a cage.
Though everything new must grow old
For 'Tis the fate of Nature's Soul.
I hadn't written anything in a LONG TIME and I had a sudden urge. This is what came from it. I like it. It is supposed to be couplet form.
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