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"Music, When Soft Voices Die" is a poem made up of two stanzas with four lines in each. The rhyme scheme is AABB, even though the first rhyme of the poem isn't perfect (at least, not to modern day ears). This poem is written in trochee foot.
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Trees are helpful. They help us breath. Trees take carbon dioxide and make it into life breathing oxygen for other animals and humans. They give us their body and soul. We take wood from trees and make it into so many different and wonderful things. All thanks to trees we have lumber for houses and pulp for paper. Trees beautify our living spaces. Cities need trees for their greenery to shine through the concrete jungle. They provide a sense of hope, that cold stone and brick can be broken by the enduring spirit of trees. Just a small tree grows into mighty Oaks, Baobabs and Redwoods. Trees are our helpful friends. We better make sure that we take care of them.
