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... e?” Kwon Chae-woo had been watching Lee-yeon working from the edge of the grove. He took her bag from her to lighten her load.
“I just feel comfortable around trees.” Lee-yeon smiled.
As the sun started to set in a glow of red, Kwon Chae-woo couldn’t take his eyes off of his wife’s smile.
“Comfortable?” he asked,
“Yes. The poet Rilke wrote poems underneath a tree beside his lane and Schubert relaxed underneath a lime tree. Even Gautama Buddha was born underneath t ...
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