In the icy winter
When the sky is engulfed in black
And the eery white is all you see
A cold desolate wasteland
Of endless white
Among the winter desert
On the highest icy ledge
Is a tree
A single solidary tree
The story this tree holds
Is unknown
And unable to read
Those who gathered at the tree
For refuge
Along this white vastness
Or a reminder that beauty exists
Even in the most barren of places.
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