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September 2024
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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Ar•bo•res•co , verb, lat. ‒ to become a tree The trees have always been here. They are here when we found the land, and when we die, we will become them. When we found the land, they were there, and when we die, we will become them. Trees remind us of the cycle of life and death, and the promise of rebirth. Trees stand by and watch us hustle around in our busy little lives. They exist alongside us, quietly…
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