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A tree grown off the seed, everyone can see and sees the seed when none see the tree. The seed, a dead end, no pattern to see. Punting in a zero pool, what then comes to be. The one is now the honey spring for every bee!
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Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
Seed and the Tree
A tree grown off the seed, everyone can see and sees the seed when none see the tree. The seed, a dead end, no pattern to see. Punting in a zero pool, what then comes to be. The one is now the honey spring for every bee!
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Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
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