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Nature was a grand experience. People gathered
in eager bands, thus there were many bicycles. They leaned
against each other in tender ways and people noticed.
Violins even. Or it could have been train tracks singing
underneath the weight of the train behind the forest. Someone says
did we remember this or that. Someone else yes yes
but as the years pass we forget the picnic basket we so enjoyed.
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