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Dec 2020
thin rain ,
a flame licking a log,
the sun warming a rock,
a deer gliding,
a breeze rufflng a pond,  
a penny dropping on the floor,
God whispering my name.
Written by
John Hayes  78/M/Pittsburgh, PA
(78/M/Pittsburgh, PA)   
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   AFRODITE STATHI and Colm
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