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			<description>ln the hollow of an old tree, two owls prepared a nest. The owls were excited about their new adventure and wanted their hollow to be the perfect home for their new family. Together, they worked hard to get the nest just right.When the pair finally finished their nest, they stood back an..</description>
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			<title>I was told</title>
			<description>the purpose of life is tolove&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;grow.As we get older,&amp;nbsp;friends change.We lead different lives,&amp;nbsp;value different thingsand are less inclined&amp;nbsp;to compromise.You are my only friend&amp;nbsp;who will remain.And when&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;Ichange,we will change (and grow)&amp;nbsp;togethe..</description>
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			<title>Opening Morning (a hunter's observations)</title>
			<description>Waiting&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; listening&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; watching -senses strain against&amp;nbsp;the darkness.Dark gives way to grayenough to see&amp;nbsp;deceptive shadows.The woods stir slowly.Chickadees speak, still sleepy.Leaves rustle in the distancealerting vigilant ears and eyes; inciting hope.Scanning the ridge..</description>
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			<title>Cleaning Fish</title>
			<description>January&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; cold&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; damp&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; little snow.Cleaning two fish in the garage-a Rainbow&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a Brown&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; both gifts.&amp;nbsp;Dad taught me:cut down behind the gilluse the bend of the blade&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; follow ..</description>
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