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Today, the song "Cold Missouri Waters" is haunting my brain. Gonna have to listen to it off of _Cry, Cry, Cry_ when I leave work, I think...
I want the sun to escape the clouds that have hidden it for the past three days. I miss it. And I'm getting cranky because it's missing (ok, technically, I was getting cranky _yesterday_ because it was missing. Today, I'm already cranky).
I want the sun to escape the clouds that have hidden it for the past three days. I miss it. And I'm getting cranky because it's missing (ok, technically, I was getting cranky _yesterday_ because it was missing. Today, I'm already cranky).
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I, who once fought wildfire in my youth, have written this fire report...
It's beautiful. It's terrible. It's American literature at its best.