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The night is dissolving, slowly relinquishing its hold, giving way to the birth of a new day. Trees outside my window are slow dancing with a breeze that just happened to be in the neighbourhood. Dear and gentle readers, welcome to this, the longest day of the year. This is a time for magic, when my belief in the mystical soldifies into something crystalline and real, at least until twilight arrives tomorrow. Whatever your propensities, enjoy this time like a gift. It's yours.
“So Bloody So Tight” by A Sunny Day In Glasgow.
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