MondayDec 30, 2024
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Fig tree, how long it's been full meaning for me, the way you almost entirely omit to flower and into the seasonablyresolute fruit uncelebratedly thrust your purest secret. Like the tube of a fountain, your bent bough drives the sap downwards and up: and it leaps from its sleep, scarce waking, into the joy of its sweetest achievement.
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