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I haven't left our property in over a week. Haven't used the truck. Haven't needed to. Haven't wanted to. All I need is here. And I'm fiercely fond of my land.
Tonight I just may howl at the moon. Twice in one month, at that.
"Beauty before me, I walk with.
Beauty behind me, I walk with.
Beauty above me, I walk... with.
Beauty below me, I walk with.
Beauty all around me, I walk with."
Navajo Night Chant
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