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Jun 2015
we left early to visit

clear pools of water,

the mountain sloped.

here we wandered,

among sheep.

watched the bug

glide the water,

****** down

the fish leap.

storm past, this

was a day of sunshine.

we are good friends.

we got better.

so it goes.

sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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