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Nov 2017
Looking over the meadow everything so green
Its all so serene
Flowers and trees move in the wind
Who knows what we may find
I breath deep all the fresh air
Not a single worry or care
I take a deep breath and close my eyes
Then I raise my head to the sky
Sunshine feels wonderful on my face
I will return to this place
I take a deep breath one last time
Before the lunch bell chimes
Now its time to go
Return to the work flow
I dream of when we return
only to breath that fresh air again
Written by
teresa nicastro  49/F/Az
(49/F/Az)   
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