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I am a tree - old and knarled. I shall open my arms, whisper to my seedlings just how things might be.
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 2:02 PM UTC
Whispering
I am a tree - old and knarled. I shall open my arms, whisper to my seedlings just how things might be.
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tony-luxton
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 2:02 PM UTC
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