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The winds howl through the valley galloping across the fields gusting into town knocking down garbage cans rattling grain silos shoving highway traffic stealing people’s hats blasting tractors slapping around limbs and branches knocking live powerlines to the cold winter ground interrogating clattering palm trees threatening creaking, aged oaks They’re just outside the door, now whispering, moaning, vehement, loud.
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Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 11:55 AM UTC
northern california winter
The winds howl through the valley galloping across the fields gusting into town knocking down garbage cans rattling grain silos shoving highway traffic stealing people’s hats blasting tractors slapping around limbs and branches knocking live powerlines to the cold winter ground interrogating clattering palm trees threatening creaking, aged oaks They’re just outside the door, now whispering, moaning, vehement, loud.
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jcollin
American
Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 11:55 AM UTC
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