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Found Poetry 710
whispering walking sticks tap a leaf-covered trail twisting around the mountain mother and father used to walk now rest at the side of the lake where birds gather food and sing fallen logs break apart from the sun and water and return dark red to the earth
This poem was created from Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm. Click here to get Grimms' Fairy Tales.
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