Very often, people are found walking among the plants and trees in one of the earth's sanctuaries, often called a forest or wood.
In this isolated place, the quiet air is only disturbed by the gossip of bird or the sighing of the wind. Imperfections are disguised miracles; a rotting tree, a patch of weeds. Both, although unsightly, have an individual purpose that serves a unified whole.
Survival.
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