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Jul 2015
last night,
I was not tired.
I could get no rest.
So I waited.
Waited for the sun to rise.
And it was beautiful.
The sun painting colours in the sky.
The beauty of nature.
Always worth waiting.
Staying a wake.
Storm Raven
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Storm Raven  The Netherlands
(The Netherlands)   
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