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the chickens escaped when the sky was pink

the hens came for food- the rooster ran around like an insane asylum escapee

took the puppy for a walk on the island

he met mogley

they ran and rolled in the dirt

returned home and successfully corralled clyde.

it’s a little after 9

the sun in shining

and prayers are running in circles in my head

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