I wonder about the trees.

Webthis poem describes the wind blowing through the trees.

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More than another noise.

Particularly if my thoughts happen to be about.

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So close to our dwelling place?

The wind forces the trees to sway from side to side and rustles their leaves.

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We suffer them by the.

Why do we wish to bear.

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Webโ€œitโ€™s the home iโ€™ve always dreamed of,โ€™ theodora said.

This creates the โ€œsound of the trees. โ€.

Forever the noise of these.