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Eternal Truths

The earth, my friend, is very old. Water is ice when it gets cold. Like things that will always be, an acorn grows into a tree. A Red Ryder turns into rust, as an old man turns to dust.

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Date: 6/13/2025 6:56:00 PM
Great observations!
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David Crandall
Date: 6/13/2025 7:51:00 PM
Thanks Kim!

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