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Sunday, August 1, 2010

There were flowers to pick Everywhere I saw them The leaves fallen and new Everywhere I saw them The dew seemed so lost Trying to reach the the end of end But even in them moistness I saw a little spark Everywhere I saw them The wonders of light Breathing into the spaces and shining so bright... Sign in to see full entry.

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