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Beside the river a flower grows in the protective shade of two trees. Alone in fragile strength it stands.
A warrior pauses for a drink. He notices the simple, proud beauty of this solitary flower. A smile crosses his lips. Because the water is clear and cold at this spot and the flower is beautiful and warms his heart he pauses here often.
One day he approaches the flower. The trees watch. He leans over to take in the fragrance of this flower. His fingers caress its petals. Weary from battles the warrior rests.
As he rests the winds begin to blow. Stronger and stronger. The trees sway. The flower bends. Warrior lays beside the flower wrapping his body around it. First comes the rain. Then hail. Warrior holds his hand over this precious flower. Night falls.
In the warmth of the morning sun two flowers grow together in the protective shade of two trees.
.....peace.....
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