I hate to think the place I played in as a child might someday become unrecognisable, but I still give thanks.
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I have no human form – though once, we walked like people do. Trees still walk, just slower.
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I hate to think the place I played in as a child might someday become unrecognisable, but I still give thanks.
I have no human form – though once, we walked like people do. Trees still walk, just slower.
