The trees are joined together in a forest.
From tiny seed they grew up to the monsters,
That could soften a blizzard
In cold winter night.
All pine-trees - in a snow.
The moon is so bright.
I'm walking between the trees,
The columns of the Earth.
They lived million years,
They will be living forth...
The tree
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