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Jun 2018
The aromatic scent
of Fresh rain falling
upon dry earth,
is the essence for
the continuance
of all life itself.
No other primal ethereal scent
is sweeter or more reassuring.
It lasts for scant minutes but
is recalled forever.
Written by
Stephen E Yocum  M/North Western Oregon
(M/North Western Oregon)   
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