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” I picture myself sitting on this bench, waiting for the sun to go down. The wind blows my hair back from my face and I can hear all the sounds as nature gets ready for bed: the soft twittering of birds, the mournful call of a loon, and the lapping of water against the end of the pond. I hear an owl in the distance. I wish I could stay here forever and immerse my soul in this place of tranquility.”

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Found on Google +, Nov. 2014. Emerson Point End Dusk. by Rick Schwartz.

Found on Google +, Nov. 2014. Emerson Point End Dusk. by Rick Schwartz.

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