Young ash trees are still in the morning sun, their leaves yet to grow full. At their feet, a hole, freshly dug, lies empty and waiting. Beside it, bundles of flowers, all tied with straw.
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Young ash trees are still in the morning sun, their leaves yet to grow full. At their feet, a hole, freshly dug, lies empty and waiting. Beside it, bundles of flowers, all tied with straw.
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