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| Untitled 3 so long ago the tall trees stood so powerful and proud a simple reminder of our inferiority with ignorance we came and with ignorance we shall leave for that is the simple way of things and we are the learners in this infinite universe yet we believe we have aspired to greatness far beyond our rank and with a single axe we chopped down the proud trees and crowned ourselves kings and queens of the earth ~erika boal |
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