Oak trees

It is not the tree that defines me.

For it is the root.

That goes deep.

Would you like to take a peek?

No, not you.

Not just any.

My soul are my roots and you cannot snoop.

There are plenty.

Enough to enclose an entire forest.

There is a whole world before us.

Take a leap of faith.

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