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Apr 2021
One day I ran into the wind, and felt the breeze from Within. Felt the rain slapp my face, as It tasted the salt on my skin. The last storm I was in, I closed my eyes, and stuck out my Tongue And Felt the rain turn toΒ Β snow. When I opened them there was the sun, stretching out it's Fingers with it's Warmth Touching my face.Β Β a butterfly lands on my nose, as I take natures hand, and Followed it home!πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†
Love Nature Mother
Written by
Joe Quaale  49/M/Wash.
(49/M/Wash.)   
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