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I was riding a train through the desert once and saw a Tumbleweed dancing on the wind...

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"As the darkness settled in, the weight of the day seemed to lift just a little. Despite the heavy air around us, there was something oddly beautiful about the way the world sparklesatnite .It’s like the universe itself is trying to remind us that even in the darkest moments, there’s always a trace of light if you look hard enough."