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Creatures Are We

"And Their Tref"

Creatures Are We

Creatures Are We  -  “And  Their Tref”

The meadow stir, of a soundless purr.
            A whistling in the air, to all beware.
            The pasture of the valley, is uneasy.

An eagle scream on high, seek shelter a storm is on the rise.

            Wait, its the enmity of men, crossing the plains.
            For root of evil, is their hearts gain.
The creatures all fled, of mans treacherous trefs.

 

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