Postcard From G.A.M.
For the last several days and nights, I have hiked and camped through a forest with "trees" that point the way during the day, light the way when it starts getting dark and sing to me at night.
"Rock-a-bye human..."
I never hear the rest because I fall asleep.
Missive G.A.M. cc
Abound Youri Babakhanians
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