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| Photo courtesy of Sharena Williams Photography |
From lands distant and strange, from times long forgotten, may come that for which we yearn. Carried upon the wind, our thoughts, our dreams, our longing, may traverse the globe settling who knows not where. But were we vigilant, were we attentive, perhaps, once in a while, those winds may blow in our favor. When that doth happen, breath deep of that air that fortune has blown our way, and cling tight to the gift which has been bestowed upon you.
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