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The Decision Tree The sleepers dreamed of better days and made unconcious decisions inside the bare tree. The dreamers hoped for amazing results as the tips of buds emerged in the sun. The hopers weaved an astonishing array of simple, delicate, green lace. The weavers slept as their hidden magic seeped into the leaves; orange, maroon and gold. |
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