Red Rose Gate

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In the arms of a tree
Fingery cedar touches my sleeves
While blooming buds raise from seeds

Willows weep, Sakuras sleep
Lanterns sway from old hickory
Darkness sparks when leafy freaks
Descend down the roots of summer’s keep

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