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At the End of My Marriage, I Think of Something My Daughter Said About Trees
Maggie Smith

When a tree is cut down, the sky’s like
finally, and rushes in.

Even when you trim a tree,
the sky fills in before the branch

hits the ground. It colors the space blue
because now it can.

 

Photo by Erwin Voortman on Unsplash

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