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Oct 2015
Honey suckled blades of grass,
A whispered hum on empty fields.

Rays of sunlight drip from the leaves,
A heavy trunk, a canopy of trees.

Oh, sweet journey. Send my soul to listen,
to calm, to sway,
to hold, to glisten.
Rose Amberlyn
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