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Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader browner shade; Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think.
— Thomas Gray
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Every forest branch moves differently in the breeze, but as they sway they connect at the roots.
— Rumi
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