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It's early, But not too early. It's grey and calm and it's what I know to be the best. Birds, so many birds for October. Their nonchalance is refreshing. Just easy and calm in the not too earliness of it all. I think they like it too, the grey. The grey is what I remember the most out of scattered, Tattered memories. And breathing.
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Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 9:06 AM UTC
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It's early, But not too early. It's grey and calm and it's what I know to be the best. Birds, so many birds for October. Their nonchalance is refreshing. Just easy and calm in the not too earliness of it all. I think they like it too, the grey. The grey is what I remember the most out of scattered, Tattered memories. And breathing.
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Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 9:06 AM UTC
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