Tuesday, March 24, 2020

β€œTrees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, πŸŒ³β˜β›…
We fell them down and turn them into paper,`β™₯β₯Β―`β™₯β₯
That we may record our emptiness.” πŸƒ πŸπŸ‚ πŸ‚
















πŸƒ πŸπŸ‚ πŸ‚

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