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May 2010
How sweet it is
To taste the air
Of a summer breeze.
Fragrant, Crisp, Alive.
How cool it is
To feel the shadow
Of a sweltering heat.
Simple pleasures easily obtained
That are simply unnoticed
By the hurried eye.
One of the first ones I ever wrote
Written by
Nickolas Lawson
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     Catrina Sparrow and D Conors
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