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Days on sand in the sunshine state, playing with turtles and mud pies. Stung by friends who had to pollinate all that grew into the skies.

Dry heat of the lone star state blue bonnets and rattlesnakes. Walking through deserts felt a weight, that melted away with the evaporating Austin lakes.

The rivers and bluffs of the natural state climbing sassafras trees and hiking greenery. Somehow mountains became my roommate, but I fell in love with all the scenery.

I'm constantly enthralled with all the beauty, that's probably why I'm mother nature's groupie.

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