Bark is the outer hard covering of a tree or it can also mean sound made by a Dog.
“When I hug trees, the bark marks my cheek and reminds me I’m alive. Or that my nervous system is still intact. The trees breathe all the time and no one really notices. They take in all the air we choke on. They live and die in silence. So I hug them. Someone should.”
Author: Evan Roskos
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