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Haley May 2020
Each Path full of leaves
Each one has a different tale
Yet they are all one
Haley May 2020
As the breeze pass by
The smell of freshness it brings
From the lands not touched
Haley May 2020
Peaceful is the stream
Flowing under the old bridge
As if we weren’t there

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