At the forest edge, it happens. Some water, containing a bare branch of a dead tree pointing to the lone but living tree. As if to say "this is how I once was'. The trees at the dark forest edge seem to bow to the lone tree.
At the forest edge, it happens. Some water, containing a bare branch of a dead tree pointing to the lone but living tree. As if to say "this is how I once was'. The trees at the dark forest edge seem to bow to the lone tree.
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