SALT LAKE CITY — The skies fill with an uncountable flock of birds. The sound of the crowd is suspiciously quiet. Dangerous animals are often quiet before striking, one may fear. This is the stuff of ...
The yellowed winter grasslands yawned like an empty concert hall until the meadowlark began to sing. It was a glorious sound that filled the wilderness silence with lilting notes of energy and joy. It ...
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