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An aerie of hawks
Ispired by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid.
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A covert of cots
I feel a cold northern breaze play upon my cheeks, wich braces my nerves and fills me with delight.
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A scold of jays
I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is anything but the region of beauty and delight.
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Glifing gulls in the glen
Aenean quis sem molestie, gravida mauris ac, tincidunt felis. Etiam sed augue quis nulla cursus porttitor ac eget est.
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Soaring sparrows in spring
Cras tincidunt lectus purus, quis ullamcorper libero hendrerit et.