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Nov 2015
Walking the tranquil meadow an exotic aroma awakens my spirit.

And from where could this intoxicating scent evolve?

It's then I see climbing such a massive sycamor tree.

A vine sprouting Jasmine inviting Heaven's reach.

Now gazing in awe life's no longer impossible to solve.
john p green
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john p green  florida
(florida)   
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