I planted an upside-down acorn. It sprouted an upside-down tree. In its roots, the birds nest In its branches, worms rest And it's all quite confounding to me.
Welcome to The Conservatory. My name is Winslow Smudge, and these are my thoughts laid bare. You have my permission to wander these grounds at your leisure - feel free to enjoy, ponder or mock (if you must). But please keep in mind that some of these thoughts are quite delicate, and all are very special to me.
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