“All ardent lovers love in the same way…..”, rambled the storyteller.
The tree interrupted,
“No. As I spread out to meet the sky, others join me in the quest, and a miracle happens. The sky comes down to meet us. A moth kills itself to meet its flame. I just become stronger.”
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So beautiful Reena. What a lovely tale to send me off to dreamland. ❤
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Time to come back and read other responses :). Thanks, Kat!
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