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Life is too short for boring stories

I lost the thought of the meadow around the lake when I heard it. I was probably a few yards away, for it was still very quiet, but the nearer I came, the louder it became, this sobbing and lamenting. Deep in itself, she was sitting under a pasture, pressed to the trunk, as if …

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