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Dec 2015
River streams,
Quietness so serene
Wild flowers,
sunny rays casting down,
Reflecting off the trees,
Touching the ground
Gentle wind bristling your skin,
This is my place you're not aloud in
Close your eyes,
You're problems meet their demise,
The Suns beating down on me,
I feel fine
Alexis
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Alexis  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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