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The storm took the tree down

The storm took the tree down. Silent falls make the loudest of discoveries. Still alive branches cling to burial ground. Sun serves brunch of ceremony in the micro-rays of sunken clouds. Waves of night slithered in cunning frames of uncertainty when rolling thunder peered into the heart of sobbing roots.

That’s when the tree came down.

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