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a church bell rings out in the distant fog that hangs over our morning today to and fro the birds chirp with songs more intricate than the ear can hear dew droplets rest on the ends of spruce leaves their sprigs, shaken, from the rain weather greeted it and whether storms lie in wait tomorrow i wait to meet it
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Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 2:04 PM UTC
Douglas Firs
a church bell rings out in the distant fog that hangs over our morning today to and fro the birds chirp with songs more intricate than the ear can hear dew droplets rest on the ends of spruce leaves their sprigs, shaken, from the rain weather greeted it and whether storms lie in wait tomorrow i wait to meet it
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Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 2:04 PM UTC
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