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A wind sways the pines,
Not a breath of wild air;
Still as the mosses that glow
On the flooring and over the lines
Of the roots here and there.
The pine-tree drops its dead;
They are quiet, as under the sea.
Rushes life in a race,
As the clouds the clouds chase;
And we go,
And we drop like the fruits of the tree,
Imagine if God took bad cosmic acid, and then proceeded to die from a nightmarish trip in which He realized He was Satan... That's basically this record, which means you should buy it. dyingstarsinmyeyes