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Jun 2013
winter time, angry and cold
so much beauty, can still unfold

summer time, warm and gentle
there's where I can build my temple

evening breeze, feel the calmness
that sweet smell, after darkness

there's no place I'd long to be
than where the Sun, meets the Sea
Written by
Joseph James Vella  Netherlands
(Netherlands)   
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