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The face of the big Oak
Draws a peaceful smile
In the surface of the wood
His leaves like hair , ondulate under the wind
When the storm rage and the drops
Flow on his skin,
His roots reap the precious drink
Here the birds are resting in their nest
Lichen surrounds him like a dress
And squirrels dance in arabesque
And century after century
Continues
The same ceremony
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