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Jan 2019
A sea of marigolds blowing in the wind,
one hundred thousand strong if I were to hazzard a guess, each golden top brighter than the next

standing tall gleaming under the warm summer sun, emerald green leaves contrasting an ocean  blue sky, soldiers parading in their finest  military dress-

covering the base of a mountain the focus of their conquest
Written by
Matthew Mckeown
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