“What did my fingers do before they held him? What did my heart do, with its love?”
Quote by Sylvia Plath
Book:Winter Trees
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Winter Trees
This book is a contemplative exploration of the natural world, focusing on the unique characteristics and enduring grace of trees as they stand against the cold and snow. It offers a blend of descriptive and reflective writing, inviting readers to appreciate the subtle beauty of winter landscapes. more
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