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When you have cut down the last tree, polluted the last river and caught the last fish, you will realize that money cannot be eaten.-Indo-American proverb .
Trees meditate in winter, thanks to this they bloom in spring, give shade and fruit in summer and lose the superfluous in autumn . Zen poem.
A huge tree grows from a tender sapling. A journey of a thousand steps begins in a single step . Lao Tse (Chinese philosopher 4th century BC)
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