The blue topped trees, the forest echoes to me
Julia
Where are you Julia!
Ken I'm here! ! ! !
Oh thank..............................julia?
She's up in the trees watching, waiting, for ken to climb up
Ken is lost
Julia is gone...
Ken had to choose, his love for the world?
or
his love for julia
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