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Bare Winter Trees

Once full of life

The only source of life is now the golden star

They wait until warmth reaches the nutritious soil and bark

Then life will once again be created

Author:

"I loved writing as a child, loved making up silly stories. They came built-in to my brain, almost like an Ikea instruction manual. The focus these days is to figure out how to now turn them into books" Tanya Butler, June 2018

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