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Time stacks as a hay bale and straw drys to feed the animals that feed us. Days bring births and passports to new spaces. Glad you are reminding me of moments as some days I forget what day it is as they too quickly disappear.

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Time drifts to the skies as far as the eagle flies.

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To seek the other side of a cloud passed by ...

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