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There's something wild
about the air
Dark and forbidding
Cloud lowering
Hunkered down
The valley in cloud-shadow
The loud song of the wind
Crows hang on the edge
Ragged and raucous
Joy in their tumbling
And here, by the gate
I can see for miles
The world is wide
and waiting.

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