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Rains end.
Fogs lift.
Close to the ground
Beginnings begin.
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Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
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2011
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December
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- Resolute
- Outside the Harness Shop in Springs
- Hymn
- Wide-Angle in a Tracking Snow
- Rain Becomes Snow
- Retrospective
- Perpetual
- Low Turning
- The Palms of Our Hands
- The Real Mystery is the Life of Others
- Therefore, Revel
- Seekers
- Gathered from the Day
- In Wool We Greet the NIght
- Frost Under Stone
- Florida Mirage
- Stopped
- Ordinary Awakening
- Meditation on a Farm Road
- Decision in a Storm
- Disconnection with Electrons and Deer
- I Heard the Wild Cries of Swans
- Portal
- Suspension
- The Way
- Unarmed in Deer Season
- Intuition
- First in December
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