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Tree Smarts

So, I have this theory about trees, take a read and see if you agree.
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Trees reach out to one another.
The beauty of heart-shaped archways optimize love.

Quiet romance.
Have you ever felt serenity on tree lined streets?

Shared strength in touching.
Have you ever looked up and noticed trees holding hands above your head?

Twists of artistic feats.
Have you ever felt the sadness in the fall of leaves beneath your feet?

Trees reach out to one another.
They stretch themselves to find friends outside their comfort zone.

I’ve seen trees in wedlock
Leaves slapping high-five
Trees celebrating, “We just glad to be alive”
Trees expressing love, embraces without shame,
Trees supporting each other without notoriety, money, or fame.


Trees reach out to one another.
Trees live, shed leaves, take reprieve, only to do it again next year.
Trees grow, they know, how to reach out to one another, and hold on.

I think that trees are much smarter than me.

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