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A sensation of warmth on the back of my neck assures me of the suns rays that illuminate my journey. I hear the crackle of twigs and leaves discarded from the trees under my feet. The sight of vines entwined into a once durable, man-made structure, now deconstructing it and assimilating it back to its point of origin. I stand in awe of what was originally land procured for humanity, now from “neglect” has become an environment of beauty and inspiration once again.
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