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an apple for you, an apple for me.
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We are born believing. A man bears beliefs as a tree bears apples.
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Every apple imaginable...
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Indian Corn
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my first tiny glimpse
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reflection of me in West Virginia.
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The prettiest Wendy's landscape you'll ever see.
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Sun flare in the Appalachians
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Part of the Appalachian Valley
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{ Detour }
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We are but a moments sunlight fading in the grass.
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But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees.
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We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.
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The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.