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They whisper of many things. They watch us. They thank the sun for its warmth. They thank the stars for their watch. They offer a voice to the trees. They cry when they burn. They whisper on all manner of things.
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@PoetryNEmotion Thank you for best answer. It is up to us to hear their whispers.