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Sep 2018
I sit by the stream
and listen. (water)
lapping the rocks,
like children's feet
patting across the pavement
on a summer afternoon.
you can hear the laughter;
little giggles.
jumping and playing
as it flows by.
Dan Beyer
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Dan Beyer  21/M/U.S.A
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