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How I learn from you, sometimes there is no way but up.
Poking into and over every dimple, every split, every gash in a tree, you work your way up, then you leave and start all over again on the next branch or tree, and go on, never looking downward.
In the dry or in the wet you continue to cling on, the only way is up or across.
And that is why I will continue to birdwatch.
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