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Pineland Croton Croton linearis
Ah, the fabled pineland croton, about which so much has been
written.
Rivers change course; lakes are filled
in. Sea levels rise and fall, and rise again. Babies are born, live fruitful
lives and die of old
age.
Through it all the pineland croton has been a mute observer. What a
story it could tell, if it could only speak.
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