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Deep in the wood, where the silent stream waits,Where the light foot falls, and the dark bird calls.
Lays a sight meant only for the pure.
Deep in the wood, where this silent dream stands,
Where her hoof hits clean, and her coat dreams.
Lays a thought complete and pure.
Only in the deep forest, can one so wild be found,
For it is only there that I still exist-
Wild as she, and she is me.
The place that I live is one well known for its beauty. Many many years ago, one would find trees that were very tall and very wide, dwarfing man and his concepts. Still, even though the present trees are not giants, there is a magic in this land. Surrounded on either side by mountains, and completely covered in the sloping limbs of trees, I invite you to take a look at the place I call home.
A well used barn in winter
The wide open ocean waves
Island Lake
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