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A Seed Falls
A seed falls.
It lands, barely audible
it falls from a tree, a 50 year old tree
50 summers
50 winters
50 times around the sun.
Rain and Wind.
Its roots working their way through the soil
spreading
growing
anchoring
for 50 years.
To create a seed to fall one day
to be heard.
That moment.
Unique
And I was there.
Thursday 31st March 2022 12:25 pm
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