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The Tree
A lone tree in Yorkshire's vast expanse,
Its shadow dancing in the sun's sweet trance.
Rolling hills in quiet, tranquil grace,
A silent ballad, nature's timeless embrace.
Branches reach, sketching shadows bold,
Whispers in the wind, tales of old.
Solitary, strong in open land,
A witness to time, seasons' steady hand.
Through stormy days and sunlit gleam,
It stands firm, rooted in the cherished dream.
In solitude, a humble, steadfast sage,
A tree telling stories with each breeze's page.
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