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By Kender MacGowenThe TreeUpon a lonely windswept hillReaching toward the trackless skyShe grows toward heaven strong and stillWhile 'neath her many brave men lieShe guards the freedom of the menWho fought for Liberty UnboundCarved into her stately trunkThe names of patriots are foundGrace and vigilance guard her lifeBlood, sweat and tears her nourishmentOur Liberty is solemn markedBy Destiny from Heaven sentNow she's wilting in the sunWhich sets upon our LibertyPerhaps the time has finally comeTo water once again the Tree