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Peace....

Being alone in the woods in the morning with nothing but a staff made from some fallen tree limb.

Sometimes, if things are right, you will walk into a clearing and the morning sun will reveal a field of fallen clouds resting on a moist stage of grass, Hawks will soar over head, and the reflection of the lake will complete the scene.



Kai
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