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Sep 2012
On a lonely country road,
gravel,
winding through hills,
along the creeks;
two friends,
a drive of relaxation:

Where does this road go?
What will we see?

Around a curve
suddenly
in the trees -
a herd of buffalo
standing
but too still to be true:
silhouettes with details
accurately painted,
quickly passed –

wishing they were real.
Duane L Herrmann
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Duane L Herrmann  68/M/Topeka, Kansas
(68/M/Topeka, Kansas)   
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