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"The true alchemists do not change lead into gold; they change the world into words"
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Dear Tree

October 8, 2015

PROMPT: Dear Tree

Dear tree,
Remember the backyard days of sticky sap feet and sun-kissed palms. Remember when the sun shone through your branches, and I squinted up at your majestic height. Do you remember the day I climbed your neighbor, so that I could touch your leaves? I remember how you were the biggest tree on the planet, a hundred year old titan. And I remember caressing your aging bark, as I left. Remember for me when I am gone, childhood friend.


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