Lines on a leaf mirror wrinkles upon our skin. We know that with age comes a great deep beauty. Aging slowly every day, wisdom comes to most of us who keep our minds open to all that has changed around us. We are keepers of the past as our young are hope for the future.

Lines have a beginning and an end. We ourselves are the line from start to finish.



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