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| a nod from yesterday. |
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| come to me. |
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| dainty mushrooms |
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| everything i don't understand is a mystery. |
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| a flash from yesterday. |
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| the frequency of change. |
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| i must find a name for these. |
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| i really want a know you. |
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| i'm so pleased. |
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| it never gets old does it. |
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| lacking tails we wag our tongues but often mean something different. |
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| this natural stillness, this calm, keen attention. |
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| path of oaks. |
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| softly repeating. |
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| bird of brilliant orange. |
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| the garden path. |
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| the thorn tree. |
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| still water. |
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| will you not be throwing objets today? |
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| the green tower. |




















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