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A shadow crosses the land, green fields and woodland flood plains, beneath giant puffy clouds drifting across a light blue sky.

I hear birds chirping as I dream leisurely in my chair outside in my backyard. I, alone, see the wind blowing through the trees and the squirrels jumping from branch to branch. Everyone else is captivated by their phones. I’m captivated by the world around me.

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