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Jun. 15th, 2004 11:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The wind is moving. There were foxes in the garden last night, and the birds are riotous now, even while clouds gather over the trees.
I need air and hills and rain. I'm sick of work.
Come with me!
I need air and hills and rain. I'm sick of work.
Come with me!