I found this tree while walking down old part of Grunwald district – Ostroróg. Simple metaphor of life. One tree so many branches, tangled together, winding to find its own space, meander in it’s constant reach for sun. Too poetic? Is It just a tree? It’s not for me to tell, You decide what It is to you. I wonder what kind of a tree is that.
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