In the center of the forest,
there is an unlikely stone that remembers when the mountains were new.
there is an unlikely stone that remembers when the mountains were new.
It waits in a circle of moss like the pupil of a green eye.
You kneel and ask it a wordless question.
It answers.
"Cherish exactly who you are. For there can never be another."
-Jarod K. Anderson, from Love Notes from the Hollow Tree
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