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Deer at Dusk
A deer sitting in the quiet valley, his stately antlers carrying the last piece of dusk. There’s something about him, almost blends into the surroundings, the way he sits, as if he’s divine sent, only allowed to be seen when we are ready.
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Meadow of Spring
In the meadow of spring, feel being stared at by a grazing deer; being listened to by a vigilant jackrabbit and being palpitated by a thriving carpet of wild mustard.