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The Tree
every year this tree surprises me. it's such an old tree with gnarled bark and mossy rivers running down its very thick trunks and twirling branches. all winter it looks large, imposing, stark, and strong. and then, every spring, it suddenly blooms in the most delicate white flower that turns pink as the season goes on in a sudden large cloud of delicate color offset by its still dark trunk.
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