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Those we truly love dwell forever in our hearts, pristine in our memory. As long as we live, they will never die.

Sometimes the biggest treasures, are in the smallest things. {Don’t know why, but I envision her as tiny.}

through lands dream wrought we wander, together in a dream though apart we ever be.

I’d rather reveal the thoughts that trouble me, with friends I’ll never see, than risk laying my soul bare, with a therapist, paid to care.

{JuliaGem} “Your DNA might be part of me, but I’ll never be a part of you.” {Though our children are ours forever, let them be themselves.}

So sad, to slay a tree long dead, that in its place, you might plant a sapling, instead.

Though our genes they’ll carry, their character is their own. Yes, we can modify behavior, but we can’t change character.

And why, oh why, would we ever want to try? Grant your children the freedom to be themselves, don’t force them into little molds, of you.

My day? Two dead trees, to slay. A parasite took their life, now I must take their limbs. {Emerald Ash Borer}

The nature of primitive man, is to take everything he can.