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Sonic Balm, Mists & Bear-tossed Stones

Shortly after midnight, waves of steady rain fell until dawn, gently pelting land and roof. Soothing sonic balm for sleep.

At sunrise mists rose from rapidly warming rain-cooled forests.

Mare's tails hugging treetops.

A bear seeking sustenance in the night tossed aside stones too heavy for me to lift.

Never disturbing my sleep.

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