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Dec 2022
The serenity of wheat
sways in the sun so sweet
I walk in peace
on the golden fleece
that bends beneath my feet
I stand next to a tree
and as far as I can see
this kiss of gold
β€˜spite what I’m told
is exclusively for me
Tom D
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   Lori Jones McCaffery and SPT
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