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New growth may come every year for a hundred seasons. |
| Sproutings, green springing Humid summer heating, Dried out autumn crisping, Frigid winter glassing. Here, birds are dancing Courtship pattern flying, Preparing for nesting, And an eager fledgling. There, leaves are browning, Heat or seasons harming, Flood or fire or failings, seven hundred sproutings. https://botanish.com/do-trees-die-of-old-age/ Written for a daily contest, which is currently hosting a poetry week:
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