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Jul 2015
the silhouettes of oaks and palms
reaching to the watercolour sky
soaking in the last of the Sun's rays
the nocturnal wildlife awakening
sounds of chirping insects, the buzz of air conditioning units, the panting of a tired dog
as I hear my shoes flip and flop
i think only how this walk would be better as two
that on this walk
i
am
missing
YOU
Written by
joey nix  FL
(FL)   
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