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Nov 4, 2016
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Ever since I was a child I listened to the trees sing. Each tree sounded its different notes as the wind blew through its leaves. I would hide myself away deep within a grove of trees or climb high up upon the branches until I found the perfect perch. Ah, the joys of childhood, gorgeous views from on high with the music of nature in my ears.
Ever since I was a child I listened to the trees sing. Each tree sounded its different notes as the wind blew through its leaves. I would hide myself away deep within a grove of trees or climb high up upon the branches until I found the perfect perch. Ah, the joys of childhood, gorgeous views from on high with the music of nature in my ears.
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