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Forgetting about the wolf, Simon took deep breaths of hot air as he ran towards the lake, praying it was not just a mirage crafted from hunger and hallucinations. As his toes met the wet ripples lapping at the muddy shore, he laughed and dived in, cool water rushing in over his head.
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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