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May 2013
The air smells good
I'm getting misted on from my window
It's goodmornings like these that I truly enjoy
That I am so grateful for
The drops are falling so loudly onto the blacktops and power lines
Down the trunks of trees and windows
Serenity




Unfinished poem.
Ginamarie Engels
Written by
Ginamarie Engels
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   Darren Brown, --- and Alexis Jas
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