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When I was in the forest

When I was in the forest

When I was the stream, when I was the forest, when I was still the field, when I was every hoof, foot, fin and wing, when I was the sky…Read more
Music of Crickets

Music of Crickets

I quietly gaze into the depths of a forest and see nothing save beauty and peace. Birdsong fills my ears. A gentle breeze brushes against my cheek. Seeing from inside…Read more