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A small tree,
hidden in the crevice of a rock.
It's growth so slow yet it still matures,
a bonsai of its brother yet just as old and wise. Wisdom can come in every scale and size,
often hidden by visual mirage,
yet once inspected closely the truth is seen;
the smaller, the more unique and practical of a being.
Author - Jonathan Avis
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