" RECITING HISTORY " MY PHOTO, ©
The old tree couldn't stand upright anymore. Age, winds, and storms made it fold, condemning it to stay close to the ground. Its hollow trunk, a pitiful sight one may think, but it the history of the forest, unceasingly recites. Oh, how many things Man could learn if only he was willing to listen to its story! © Demetrios Trifiatis 07 July 2020
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