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the fact of my own netherlands is the quiet force of the supreme awareness of my inequity, the lightly travelled arenas of facts that tell stories i hold quietly and soberly.  like the wind and snow that surrounds us, we can take honor and solace in the reservoirs of our attitudes.  we are indeed here and we are indeed the fighting surveyors of our land.

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