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Jun 2013
The valley greys over as the sun melts behind the clouds
Floating birds ride waves of warm currents and now
I am here in paradise
Making shapes in the sky with my eyes
There is a fawn in the trees
Eyes the colour of honey with a heart just as sweet
Her mother watches warily
As the baby doe saunters over to me, bouncing clumsily
My breath is caught, tangled in the beauty of these
Rare moments
Creating timeless memories
Axiana
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Axiana  British Columbia
(British Columbia)   
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