Somewhere A Tree Is Falling And, Part Of You Is Under It.

When you are by yourself in a forest, sound don’t matter.

There might as well be no sound.

Make all the sound you want, the forest will filter it out.

Be in the right place when a tree falls in the forest and

you can holler till yer blue in the face,¬†ain’t no one

gonna hear you or likely even find you as you

taste the sweet bark of Ever Silent Grove.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

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