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I find this leaf really poetic.

Pale, dry and dead on the outside but still lives within.

I found it with the white side out and thought this has got to be the palest leaf I’ve ever seen, yet somehow it was still in such a good shape. I turned it over and see the lively green. The green wasn’t a young one. It was the kind of green the has been through life.

The way I see it… it’s a leaf of wisdom like the elders with thousands of tales…

I would never know its story if I didn’t turn it over.

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