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Jul 2016


The morning sun greets
from an eastern horizon

As smiles trickle down
from the north up above

While right here I stand
in a western direction

South of the border
that sends me her love
Stephan
Written by
Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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