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paying honor to the buck |
| "The Buck" Pressed against a slender sunrise, he stood majestically, waiting for me to pass by. Out of awe and respect, I gave him the right of way. The buck acknowledged the serenity of the day, slowly began his morning journey across the road and through the meadow. A moment of silence as he stood, nodded farewell, then trod off into the green wood. |