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Saturday, July 4, 2009

Escape I

Soft flakes drift between naked limbs, my feet crunch dead pine needles. A grey shroud covers the sky. I am full and warm from the bonfires, drums slowly fading behind me. I will travel well tonight. I am free! I can scarcely believe it, I am finally free! Just thinking about what lay ahead fills... Sign in to see full entry.

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