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October 15, 2017

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through it.

Let’s find a way to play, trucks in the river, floating a boat in the current, weaving leaves on the wind, joy on the air.

I didn't have my glasses on....

“eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”

-norman maclean

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