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Call of the Loon

  THE CALL OF THE LOON  H. W. Bryce   The sandy shore, quiet azure sky, The luxury of the northern forest, The quiet breathing of contentment, And I hear the call of the loon.   Haunting, calling, all is … Continue reading

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