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The old dusty path
Weather beaten roads
Lead to the farm
With an old barn
The sun shines
with a light afternoon
breeze
Orange cosmos flowers,
grow wild in the
green hills
Silvery white, slender fragrant flowers,
bloom on the Indian cork trees
The full moon glows through the night
On the old dusty path*
🌿🌿
Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
#*
The old dusty path
Weather beaten roads
Lead to the farm
With an old barn
The sun shines
with a light afternoon
breeze
Orange cosmos flowers,
grow wild in the
green hills
Silvery white, slender fragrant flowers,
bloom on the Indian cork trees
The full moon glows through the night
On the old dusty path*
🌿🌿
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