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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
In the quiet time I walk, Stillness envelopes me like a blanket. Moon glow softly caresses my skin, Star shine encircles my head like a crown. Sacred circle of Oaks beckon me forth, I dance among them like a child come home.
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