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Apr 25. 2025
I am a forest that never stands still, Tamed by the blade or bent to your will. I whisper of age, of health, and of trend, Yet fall without warning, and grow back again.
Apr 25. 2025
I am a forest that never stands still, Tamed by the blade or bent to your will. I whisper of age, of health, and of trend, Yet fall without warning, and grow back again.