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broken twigs on a tree remind me of life in todays world. broken but still functioning – good enough anyway
By Anonymous on 09.26.2009
A twig snapped. Leaves rustled. The wind bent the trees, and their branches waved like washing on a washing line. Clouds raced across the sky, chasing one another like white rabbits.
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