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Alexa Sz
Poems
May 2010
Sitting by the river
A cool breeze tickles the grass creating a whispering sound.
A fish jumps from the flowing river then lands with a splash.
A bird calls from across the river but is unseen.
All that matters is that moment. I am lost in time, nothing else matters.
Dedicated to Hells Canyon.
Written by
Alexa Sz
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