> jumping into life.

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3.06.2010 

Strong sun. No wind.

Green sprouts in damp soil.

The reemergence of scent into the world.

The best apple I've ever eaten.

Dirt under my fingernails.

Quiche in the oven.

Happy happy happy.

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