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Jul 2019
Last night before the sun went down
I was walking along the pathway
By the train tracks around theΒ Β trains station's depot holding area
Graffiti catching my eye
I passed a deer not five feet away
I said 'hi' and the doe just watched me walk by
Irving MacPherson
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