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The cherry treeShe was four running through the meadow sandals in the grass, a cotton dress flapping in summer air.The cherry tree
And she climbed the great cherry tree struggling to reach the first branch high above her, dangling and kicking her way up the enormous trunk till she could straddle, sit, stand, and disappear among green leaves and red cherries.
From the top she contemplated the world letting the fruits generous flesh melt in her mouth, sugary juice staining her lips with delight.
Throwing stems and spitting seeds


The Indian driverAll cities look the same as you fly above them by night. From the aisle seat, Patrick catches a glimpse of orange light dots, parallel red and white strokes, and sighs in recognition. Its his first visit to Bangalore but as the plane lands he focuses on its movements rather than trying to peer through the darkness outside. With the slight jolt which marks the final stop of the aircraft, he quickly gets off his seat, grabbing his jacket and picking his laptop from the overhead bin, and hurries down the aisle. The closest hell get to the door before the other passengers stand in the corridor, the fastest will he be out.The Indian driver
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Don't let your name outweigh who you are.
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time is the enemy.
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Listen to techno, that way when your sad,
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