On a barren hilltop in the moonlight,
as if the soul of the rock it’s rooted in
had been torn out of it by the nape of the neck
the broken pine bears its agony alone
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Before reading this poem, I didn't know poetry could be so picturesque! Smooth imagery made me reach there on a barren hill top!