I'm staring, literally staring, at this tree outside the seminary, leading to the properties exit. It's a giant white oak and out the window, from where I gaze, I can only see the top. Huge limbs from the trunk, darting and sprouting from every angle. White against the white sky. The tree looks cold. And if I didn't know better, or see the
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On a side note, you went on a little posting rampage, didn't ya? :)
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