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I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake.
I grew up like this…and I long for the day I can go home. At the most, I’ve a decade longer in this oven and then? Homeward bound.
(by Patrick McManus)
In spirit of my short-lived Junior Park Ranger career.
Busque!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How rad is that.
This is what I thought nature was when I was a little girl.
Chegar onde sempre sonhou, levantar a cabeça e ver que TUDO valeu apena…..