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Old Oak Tree
What if I was an old oak tree surrounded by flowers, leaves, and seeds. Roots dug deep into the ground. Branches stretched far out—effortlessly providing the world with shade. Creating oxygen for your lungs. The heartwood in the center— resistant to decay and filled with strength. Frequently found, but slowly disappearing like outdoor childhood memories.
What if I was an old oak tree surrounded by flowers, leaves, and seeds. Roots dug deep into the ground. Branches stretched far...
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