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Nov 2015
Sitting round ole rickity
Helping those blossoms
Everyone's reaching in
Nurturing while smiling
Colors of joy of breath
As el sol caresses gently
Bewilderment isn't there
For all whom gathered
Know the soil in their soul
No one's fabric risks toll
There's a mother connect
Bare feet rooted to ground
john p green
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john p green  florida
(florida)   
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