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The great circle of soft-singing trees reaching skyward..
The giant growth of protecting beauties.. Sheltering me from the realities of an harsh outside world... A world I lived in for so many painful and confusing years How mighty these limbs, how graceful these branches.. Bending down to touch my head with tender gestures.. My home and my world of nature.. My SENTINELS !
nctuaryasanctuary sanctuary sanctuary.
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