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Feb 2016
Oh, the silent night!
Still full of life!
No grasshoppers chirping,
Yet something is lurking.
The wind is not is not blowing,
But something is still flowing.
No matter how silent the night may be,
It's still lively to me.
Lance McDonald
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Lance McDonald
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