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Mar 2019
Sitting on a bench by the river,     alone,                                                     deep in thought, wondering,
Soul stretching back, delving into the years, and then,
You.
May I join you?
Years on your face, like me, but the smile and the light of you instantly draws me in, my heart racing, but all I hear is the river and your voice and I embrace it, the beauty of another human being drawing me into their life.
Dale R Husar
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Dale R Husar  Reno, NV
(Reno, NV)   
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