Pre-dawn across the valley Dawn, Late Summer Stags linger in the forest, racks high, crickets chirp until the frogs take over. Sometimes these dark hours coyotes erupt in yips and yaps. Never know whom to root for.
Pre-dawn across the valley Dawn, Late Summer Stags linger in the forest, racks high, crickets chirp until the frogs take over. Sometimes these dark hours coyotes erupt in yips and yaps. Never know whom to root for.
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