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Jul 2011
The wind travels through me, it sees my wishing well
The trees grasp the meaning of my broad imagination
The enormous land and seas are still, and always there
So they lovingly taught me the meaning of patience
Jelisa Jeffery © 2011
Jelisa Jeffery
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