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I woke in a sweat to the sounds of screams at 3am with shaking hands & ringing ears I couldn't close my eyes again. A women's distress just outside the window sobered and terrified me leaving me in a ghostly state determined to visit each room and count each sleeping head. This call of the wild from fox to fisher cat how the shrill beckoning of nature reaches and echoes everywhere peering out to the woods it is only fitting that this man be deemed the real intruder.
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 12:34 PM UTC
****** at 3am (the nature of nature)
I woke in a sweat to the sounds of screams at 3am with shaking hands & ringing ears I couldn't close my eyes again. A women's distress just outside the window sobered and terrified me leaving me in a ghostly state determined to visit each room and count each sleeping head. This call of the wild from fox to fisher cat how the shrill beckoning of nature reaches and echoes everywhere peering out to the woods it is only fitting that this man be deemed the real intruder.
andrew-layman
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 12:34 PM UTC
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