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It is in these nights these stillest of nights where the semi-arid air surrounds the baking heat that was the day has for some time given way subtle aromas fill all senses combining sage with that of gentle dirt overlooking the lights of cities which strive to mirror the stars inert sit and ponder all life's questions for it is in these nights these stillest of nights that those grand answers might be found
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Jul 18, 2011
Jul 18, 2011 at 1:21 PM UTC
These still Nights
It is in these nights these stillest of nights where the semi-arid air surrounds the baking heat that was the day has for some time given way subtle aromas fill all senses combining sage with that of gentle dirt overlooking the lights of cities which strive to mirror the stars inert sit and ponder all life's questions for it is in these nights these stillest of nights that those grand answers might be found
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Jul 18, 2011
Jul 18, 2011 at 1:21 PM UTC
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