A plan of human destruction.
The Twin Tea Woods
They sway with a brisk, path of the wind.
So tall, but dare to bend.
Branched from a midst, and bold they stood.
These are the twin tea woods.
To taste a season of rain, wind, and snow.
The challenge of their desire.
Though the sun so beautiful, and so everlasting.
Bring’s threats of a roaring fire.
Clifford H. Jones
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