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The Weeping Willow TreeA soft breeze stirred the long branches of the Weeping Willow Tree. The lake below its sweeping branches rippled with the wind. Oh how beautifully the breeze carries my leaves and ripples the lake below me, the Weeping Willow Tree thought to herself. Suddenly, she felt some of her bark being ripped off her branches. Why do they insist upon destroying my precious bark? A few teenagers had swung up on the branches of this tree, and ripped some of the bark off with their shoes, by accident, of course. However, I cannot reveal my consciousness to them, so I must remain inanimate and immobile… she thought with remorse. The teenageThe Weeping Willow Tree
by ~Geridan
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Party time.
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Party time.
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