Deus ex machina...

After ten rainy summers
And nine destructive winters
There was hardly nothing left

But a bare and sore ground
Lite a stripped and dried out soul
Without body and skin

And the cold wind blew the hazel trees
And the cold wind blew the hazel trees<

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