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A Sweet Stroll.

So today, as I was a walking down memory lane

I reached for dreams on tops of trees,

picked memories from shrubbery frames.

I searched for who I might be,

but was shocked and perplexed,

that mysterious part of me,

had not been planted just yet...

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Published: Feb 19, 2012
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