Reaching up to the sun. Twisting in the wind. A lifetime of pages turning in a neverending ages. Grasping at storms. Sunning bare arms. Shelter for man and creature and memories. Hardened with history, hiding the mysteries of time.
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“She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city” ~ Roman Payne
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