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I love a sunburnt country
You know what I love about Australia? I love that we have a morning sound.
I'm not sure what kind of bird it is. I should know; my dad would know, if I asked him. I think I will, the next time I call him. But I know the sound they make, and I know they make it in the morning. That sound, when I get up early, is the "oh god, it's way too early to be awake" sound; when I stay up late, it's the "oh shit, I really should be getting to bed" sound. It always comes before dawn. (It's currently 5:30am, and late rather than early.)
I love that sound.
I love my country.
I'm not sure what kind of bird it is. I should know; my dad would know, if I asked him. I think I will, the next time I call him. But I know the sound they make, and I know they make it in the morning. That sound, when I get up early, is the "oh god, it's way too early to be awake" sound; when I stay up late, it's the "oh shit, I really should be getting to bed" sound. It always comes before dawn. (It's currently 5:30am, and late rather than early.)
I love that sound.
I love my country.
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