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Aim of Oak

This little light will

guide this boy through

troubles and crashed airplanes.

Amongst these trees,

one will stand out.

Catch attention with

her beautiful red hair and

slim bark, the roots

subside, do not allow

to follow this green boy.

How can she survive

without her roots, to live for

this young boy that is

human.

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Written by
ewelina-nowakowska
F / Polish
Published
May 16, 2011
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