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calendar_today30-04-2017 07:17:44
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An old lady sits this edge her man in, between the trees. Something is unkempt grows on, its seasons its own time far beyond us. We walk through, our hands knowing these ancient bones. Eternity, her vast children, keep the eyes on every leaf.