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Dec 2011
Today I rode to somewhere rare
where I could just sit and stare
to stand alone, naked in nature
stimulated on the flow of noise and vibration of
this planets uneven rotation

The clouds disapate
The winds and slow
The air is crisp
The sun wards off the snow
Jeffrey P Mothersill
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