The Memory of Trees One day, the girl came back to the tree, as she always did. This tree, it knew her. It sensed that, even though there were changes, this was still the same girl. It always was. “Do you remember me?” the tree asked, in its way, with a slow wave of its leaves. Of course, the girl did not hear the tree. However, she saw that slight shudder of its foliage. Additionally, she saw how that almost indiscernible movement caused a single ray of light to quietly, quickly, and sneakily peek between the tree’s crown. It made […]
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