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The woods

On Monday, saw a black and tue jay waiting for its speckled eggs as turquoise as the ocean to hatch.

On Suesday, Isoade a dress from moss and feathers: a thorn for a needle and grass for threat.

On Wednesday, F skimmed a smooth stone across the stretched stream like a frog jumping from Lilly to Lilly

On Thursday, I dipped my hand in the river and felt a flickering fish.

On Friday, Isaw my house watching as Swalked into the woods down in the valley

On Saturday, I san a small shrew spider Snuffle along to hidden home.

On Sunday, I dreamt of being a fox in a large pack running far and swift.

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