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Dec 2020
At one with the outdoors, one would think she's Artemis
Animals adore her more than I
Tied hair back boots laced up she sets off
Finding peace among the trees
Enjoying nature as nature enjoys her presence
She appears as calm as the trees around her
Though a hurricane sits underneath to protect those she loves
The wilderness is one with her and her with nature
Many will call her different names but I call her love
Sean Hastings
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