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Little one, do you see how this thin tree grows in the shade / of its father? Don’t do that. Do you see how this trunk / turns around, always looking over its shoulder at the others? / That’s hard.
By Kim StaffordJuly 2006Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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