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Apr 2016
Although I've, in the past, twisted myself around like climbing vines to maintain such subtle nuances of attraction, I am no longer comprised of flexible xylem and phloem.  I cannot twist and turn and tighten around you.  I have becomes as the great willow tree- strong, immovable, but still so capable of creating shelter and safety.
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Qijoty
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