The Oak Tree Leaf
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Complete Fri, Jul 25, 2014<5 mins
Took me a lot of time to write this one. Since I was at village and had lots of free time, I wanted to try and get inspiration to write something. So I just sat there, waited for something to emerge and finally it did. ^.^
Sorry grandma,
kinda annoyed her that I did that. :)
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