Oh!
lone cypress tree,
I
have been told,
You
are over
Two
hundred years old.
You
stand,
Watching
great Neptune,
In
constant motion.
And
as the waves lash,
On
the rocks below,
You
stand upright,
Against
all his might.
A MOMENT OF STILLNESS I stood outside on the balcony trying to beat the claustrophobic indoors and as the first signs of light appeared unc...
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