free of life cycles
Ashes, embers, smouldering coals overshadow what remains of a once eternal flame.
Seeing the overwhelmingly unstable yet still strong roots made of love, caring, empathy, sympathy, understanding, and compassion that was built over the lifetimes of the contributors humbles everyone who crosses within its view.
Quaking, shuttering, shaking from below the earth proves painful for all as the ripping, and tearing of flesh from a once beautiful creation have layer upon layer of carefully placed and cared for foundation shielding now exposed to the harshest of the elements.
Scarring the branches bark and permantly changing, weakening the limbs.
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