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Where Mourning Dove and Crow sit side by side and tufts of cotton ride the waves of wind and warmth.
Where silvery garlands of spider silk hang upon the blades of grass and span the limbs and twigs.
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Where seedlings burst over crisp golden leaves.
Where the noise of the world cannot convince.
In a sky so bright, where is the moon?
This is where.
