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If No-one will talk with you. Trees will listen.

If you leave them. I find they Talk back.

It’s a little Ambiguous. But I thought a Pink elephant would look good in my house at 11:48pm. He nearly didnt fit. I like helping others. The elephant sways in fear. Normally he would only use his trunk to gather coconuts. His is a little small though. I asked if he could use it to wrap it around me. I told him it was called a hug.He wasn’t fearful anymore. Talked little. He did. Breathed heavily. More than often. Once he gets rolling he only stops at a nearby tree. Here. There. But only in summer. A beach perhaps. I guess I’m not sure anymore. I’m just glad I’m warmer at night now. He’s just glad he can use his trunk for something. Good.

*I wish dreams were reality. & reality were a floating spherical ball uplifting towards a possible detour for dreams to make reality.