I remember discussion that; the differential betwixt polar cold and the rest of us, our weathered days, is sliding to diffusion. Thus we rest and stop. I hold not back, recollection, of a handheld rock, crushing selected petal, leaf and stem. To bleed, our beautiful vision.
Arboreal Remembrance
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I remember discussion that; the differential betwixt polar cold and the rest of us, our weathered days, is sliding to diffusion. Thus we rest and stop. I hold not back, recollection, of a handheld rock, crushing selected petal, leaf and stem. To bleed, our beautiful vision.
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