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  Jul 2015 erica court
wordvango
amidst the summer sweltering giving
like a river flowing down the mountain
which has clear flowing brookside fragrance
from a tall nature cleansing rightful her
own child     in the clear   water breaking
from the springs and winter thaws
to bless the green grass and man and trees
once again, all worthy of your
innocence and fair in your eyes.
Those who sit on judgment
sit uneasy on their guilt.
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