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  • Writer's pictureDeborah Bright Wolf

Everything under the stars is wild

Last night I dreamt like a fae, I sat in an open field under the stars and was approached by a young fox and a rabbit, they came and sat in the pleats of my dress and we spoke about all the things you would speak about to such creatures. I said, “I wish I was wild like you sometimes”, the fox laughed and looked up at the sky and said, “everything under the stars is wild”.

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