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George Harrison's memorial tree killed by beetles.
I don't have one favourite Beatles song. I have many, but for whatever reason, this one popped up in my head as I was typing.
And while we are here, check out the opening stanza:
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither wildly as they slip away
across the universe....
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy
are drifting through my opened mind
possessing and caressing me...
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