My soul is the oyster for I am the world

I’m that old tree that you always saw in your grandparents garden while you were a child that you now show to your children with the sweetest fruits and firm branches. Regardless of the storms, stones pelted at, broken branches, droughts….I’ll be around. A tough cookie. Resilient. Steadfast. Clearly of the first created.

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