Lemon trees were woven in among the olives and
the air was ripe with them before the trees bore fruit.
A note I wrote years before I knew why it mattered.
Welcome.
There's room beneath these trees.
We'll begin with whatever has been asking for our attention lately.
Where do you go to hear yourself again?
Lemon trees were woven in among the olives and the air was ripe with them before the trees bore fruit.
A note I wrote years before
I knew why it mattered.
Welcome.
There's room beneath these trees.
We'll begin with whatever has been asking for our attention lately.
Where do you go to
hear yourself again?
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