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February 9 This was one of those days when the earth itself was depressed. The ground lay quiet. The ever stoic evergreens maintained their watch over the land, and there was nothing. Creatures human and otherwise came and went quickly, heads down under the weight. The skies followed suit. After staying gray much of the day, they finally sighed and let loose their bundles of rain drops. It was fitting when night came to wrap its cloak around the the sorrow. Text © copyright 2000-2004 Becky
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