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Then, as Mike and I were getting into bed, I asked him to close the windows before he left for work. Since the sun still rises in the middle of the night (around 4:30 a.m.) around here, the birds get an EARLY start in their singing. Waking me up. So, I usually get up in a groggy state and close the windows. I made the comment "I don't wanna hear the damned birds and I don't want to smell the flowers." Then I said "I don't want to smell the birds or hear the flowers now that I think of it".
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