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09/25/2024
The Introverted Tree
My soul leads me into the desert, into the desert of my own self. I did not think that my soul is a desert, a barren, hot desert, dusty and without drink. The journey leads through hot sand, slowly wading without a visible goal to hope for? How eerie is this wasteland. It seems to me that the way leads so far away from mankind. I take my way step by step, and do not know how long my journey will last.
[…] My soul, what am I to do here? But my soul spoke to me and said, “Wait.” I heard the cruel
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