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On a windy night, one sees that the ground is grounded; the higher one goes the greater the wind’s effects. I don’t care what anyone says: it must be hard to be a leaf.

On a windy night, one sees that the ground is grounded; the higher one goes the greater the wind’s effects. I don’t care what anyone says: it must be hard to be a leaf.

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  1. idkwidk reblogged this from mills and added:
    Those same winds canceled our bon fire last night. The weather was great for...winds were...
  2. tsparks reblogged this from astroinquiry and added:
    I live on top of a big hill, I can testify.
  3. lizistwentythree reblogged this from mills and added:
    miss oak trees. This is lovely, Mills!
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