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[themythicalman]

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

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[skonen_blades]

Nice. What a sweet video.

[themythicalman]

:-)