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Journal Entry: Mon Apr 28, 2008, 9:45 PM
  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: Deafening silence
  • Reading: Words
  • Watching: Pure beauty
Standing in the damp grass as the crisp cold air blankets my body.
I’m blinded by my breath, but the nights beauty is not for sight.

The deers hooves drag through the long grass,
the trees sway and whisper,
and the winds slight whistle,

overwhelm the mind and embraces the peace of our concert jungle.
This perfect moment is where thoughts and last words die.

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