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Jan 2018
A golden glow
glistens ever so heavenly.
Trees and leaves
with a golden flow.
Hazing in the grass
winds gracefully gusts.
Sun's shining over the land
brightly like a light brass.
Peaceful colors tilt
their fallen branches.
All around
everything is gilt.
Crystal Freda
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Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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