The drone of a single bee hidden beside the shed. A wood pigeon calls. A rook answers. The sun slowly emerges in a bath of blue sky.
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clay lowe
social artist, audioblogger, latent existentialist...currently exploring human potential, positive psychology, philosophy, and mental fitness.
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