Trees

 

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 Pineneedles cleaning desperately to evergreen trees, poking mindless soulsand hope of finding light. 

White raindrops fill the silence, while snaps are pictures fill the empty bay faster than a nights storm.

Remove all the trees and there's nothing left for the forest to live for...

A stong sense of hope filled the  midnight desires in the nearby wolfs.

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