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Aug 2017
Pleasant smells awaken my senses
as I turn each page.
My mind is in great thought
along with the age.

All I hear is wind drafting at the trees.
and birds singing a sweet, gracious tune.
I retrieved a book from my library
because I wanted to read that afternoon.

Reading in my garden is such a delight.
I lay here and glaze at the flowers
as I unravel every page of my book.
I do this this for countless hours.
Crystal Freda
Written by
Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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     Book Thief, ---, -A- and Seema
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