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My world is the people and places I see. A collection of thoughts and memories which can set my mind free. It is changing, dynamic, always growing It's what makes me be me. As I walk through this forest, there is one thing I see You can't love a person without loving his tree.
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
My Tree
My world is the people and places I see. A collection of thoughts and memories which can set my mind free. It is changing, dynamic, always growing It's what makes me be me. As I walk through this forest, there is one thing I see You can't love a person without loving his tree.
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
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