Four Trees
One is budded in Spring's new splendor
the beginner will come after the endder
Another cloaked in Summer's heat
this is were new souls will meet
The third is warped in Autumn's blanket
One to find and one to take it
And last cold Winter take it's fall
we now see that all is one and one is all
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