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Nov 2011
the wind is slowly tossing the leaves up into the air
a beautiful movement of color and shape
the simple melody of rustling back and forth
the sound of feet skipping and running
through fields, across paths, through the woods
a movement of so much more
more than words and actions
than every life and being...
more than people;
more than me
Liv D
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Liv D
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