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This morning as usual I took my first cup of coffee to the front porch and settled down for my wake up time. After I had gained possession of the wicker chair, my attention was called to an amazing sight.
Across the road my neighbor floated across his pasture, appearing to dance with the sound of the wind blowing through the trees. He was turning, quietly moving forward, turning again. I was mystified.
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