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Aug 2015
Lying on my pillow, watching the new day unfold through my glass window... a burst of grey to blue grey to off white, with streaks of bright orange not too sharp but blended behind the thick  blue grey clouds...leaves of evergreen outlined with a touch of golden yellow... the birds singing a morning song, the gentle mountain breeze cool my face, I breathe in, still remembering the dreams of last night...it was peaceful  - it's a beautiful day and I'd like to bring this feeling where you are now :)
Pappo
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   Cecil Miller
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