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The walk you take alone after a hard week. None of it gives you new information. All of it returns information you already had to a place where you can read it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA tree on a riverbank in soft new leaf, reflected whole in water that is not moving. The tree is not particularly old or particularly anything. Without the water it would be a tree. 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