and I'm running toward what feeds me. Sometimes, persimmons are the thing itself. But don't you think a persimmon is also a dandy word. While I'm at the Bancroft Succulent Gardens, it's the image of that persimmon tree in winter with a few pieces of remaining fruit, beyond reach that touches me. I'm sure birds are grateful they have wings.
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and I'm running toward what feeds me. Sometimes, persimmons are the thing itself. But don't you think a persimmon is also a dandy word. While I'm at the Bancroft Succulent Gardens, it's the image of that persimmon tree in winter with a few pieces of remaining fruit, beyond reach that touches me. I'm sure birds are grateful they have wings.