The baby leaf does not know what will happen to it; it follows its predestined path, step by step until it is fully developed. It cannot foretell its tenacity. It will be a "ghost leaf," a white leaf, frail but strong, a leaf that will remain on the tree throughout the cold bitter months of winter and only drop off when the next generation has completed its appearance. Can the "ghost leaf" recall its joyous beginnings, when sun and warmth and the greening that surrounds it made it gush with sap?
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