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Mar 2012
I want to rest near the waters
Where everything is growing
Hear the harmonious hums of the critters
Feel the breeze of the wind
Sweet summer air coating my lungs
The tall grass tickling my ankles
Coaxing me to dive deep

The cools of the water
Refresh my dull
Prune my stale
I do not mind the burn in my eyes
Or the minerals on my tongue
Everything is growing here
My spirit blooming alive
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jazzz
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