Naked are the trees. No leaves. It plays with the mind. Kind of makes you wonder what they see in us. I may pay the taxes for this unbelievable forest, but I've never seen it as mine. I'm only a bystander. One day I'd love to be as free as the six point buck standing in front of me eating what I truly can't see.
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