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Stirling Says Tannin


Survive the wind of fire,
converse form another spire,
tannin flows through the cambium,
deep blood red in the summer sun.
But tragedy comes naturally.
Survive the wind of fire,
converse form another spire,
tannin flows through the cambium,
deep blood red in the summer sun.
But industry cuts instantly.



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