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the air was crisp the kind of air that wakes you up the kind of wind that let's you know it is still there but i looked to the mountains and saw the clouds swimming round them vapours collecting in certain areas see them spilling over the top so beautiful it hurts the sun casting its light on an ever changing panorama we are mere mortals from time to time we look up from our day and see this we smile at it love it even as it portends bad weather for it is merely the earth's time for cleaning a time when things are set right as much as they can to restore the majesty of this world on another plain someone watches Spirits Thu Jan 21 12:15:12 1999