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Feb 2017
when skies were blue
and the air was clean
near lofty trees
in the spring breeze
that's where I met you

short, but with
a very tall personality
demanding attention
but also reserved
with a demeanor unflinching

my eyes traveled
scoped you,
mysterious
I wanted to know your world
your apple in my hand
is what I behold
T Thomas
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T Thomas  NC
(NC)   
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