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Mem'ries

Monday, August 3, 2009
Cold breezy morning;
Of justly risen sun - fog;
Yellow sunflower.

Of busy natives;
Climbing mountain, tower high;
With bow and arrow.

Serene pine trees scents -
That's all were then; Luna reigns
Just reminiscing.

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