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Nov 2015
A girl at the balcony, writing

A black cat at the hut, resting

A bird, singing

Another bird, shrieking

The whole scenery amazing

The wind moves, gently

The cloud above, remains unseen

The bus, is grumbling

A business man, rushing

A familiar face, walking

A stranger, sashaying

Light, so brightening

The hidden sun, it's morning
Abbey Casper
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Abbey Casper
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