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we are trees, our branches reach out to each other our leaves fall into lifes rapid stream, holding onto our stems we cascade over the waterfall thrashing about into the vortex we pop up above the mist and find ourseleves gliding on that gentile stream of life
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 9:30 PM UTC
the mist
we are trees, our branches reach out to each other our leaves fall into lifes rapid stream, holding onto our stems we cascade over the waterfall thrashing about into the vortex we pop up above the mist and find ourseleves gliding on that gentile stream of life
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 9:30 PM UTC
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