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Wooden Guardians of a Barren Land
They remind me of soldiers lined up for battle or the Maginot Line in France.
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They remind me of soldiers lined up for battle or the Maginot Line in France.
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Come winter, I will miss sitting out here in a t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops.
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I have never seen a swarm of mosquitos like the one that attacked me tonight.
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Looking back, they probably saw me as the creepy guy with a camera.
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Children screamed, and everyone ran for the houses.
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I prefer vowels with my beverages.
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Memory, the silent shadow who steers our mind like an unreliable coachman
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The quiet isolation and scorching wonder of a place unfit for the survival of all