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I'd pushed all this down somewhere. It's horrible to be reminded, but I also don't want to forget. Millions of fish dead in the Murray River. Twice. Where are the moths? Where are the moths? The flying foxes have been persecuted for so long, refugees within their own country. Then the heat. This week, I saw the first Flying Fox flyout I'd seen in years. Suddenly the world I had just left - the vet - and the world I was going to (home to make dinner) vanished. All that existed was the deep orange purple twilight, and the rivers of near silent wings, hundreds, then thousands. For at least 20 minutes my heart soared a little higher, bound for somewhere I couldn't see.

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It's difficult to push all these issues down somewhere. You will keep thinking of the millions of fish dead. I understand why your heart soared for at least 20 minutes on seeing your first flying fox in years.

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