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light in the dark.

I was inspired to decorate a small tree in the field for my father. A gift. An offering. From my mom's house, it could not be seen. It was only when you stepped out into the darkness and walked just deep enough , when your eyes could not adjust anymore that you could see it. A soft, faint light in all that darkness.

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