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Aug 2015
Oh woe were I a painter, impressionist in craft
Painting pictures in emotion, instead of photograph
Because there is no color, no brush-stroke I could sweep
That could capture her, or the wonder that she keeps.
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Name Redacted  The Pacific Northwest
(The Pacific Northwest)   
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