
Stagnant seed. Yet dynamic in its wisdom of the ages. Weathered all, with every right to smugly eye us. But it doesn’t. Instead it whispers “watch me.”, even though we would […]
Stagnant seed. Yet dynamic in its wisdom of the ages. Weathered all, with every right to smugly eye us. But it doesn’t. Instead it whispers “watch me.”, even though we would […]
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