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Aug 2017
Spring flowers can be pressed
and stored in perpetuity,
collected for perusal
every year.

Summers trips to the beach
gathered memories with seashells
and vials of sand
a beach always in reach.

Falls leaves and color
gathered and trapped under
clear epoxy, a paper weight,
to hold down notes against the wind.

Winters beauty is fleeting,
the white blanket of snow and ice,
can never be collected,
it simply melts away.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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