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Into the woods I take my favorite blanket, a flask of hot water for warmth and
ponder my thoughts for a while.
If only trees could talk, just thinking of the stories they’d tell.
The next morning I wake up and still hear the birds singing their songs.
The beautiful sun rises from behind the mist and crisp dead flowers adorn the frosty land. 🍂🤍
❤ Jasmin.