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the feel of clay on a potter's wheel. hair blowing in my hony's convertible as we drive down the rode. walking in a snowfall at night. the smell of gasoline from a boat engine (weird). the call of the blue heron that lives in my backyard early in the morning and late in the evening. our cat "frank trout" as he dashes across the road when i come home. my dog wee wee, all 250 lbs. of him, as he licks my feet.
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i'm a monkey just swingin through the trees
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