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May 7
My dear,
can you see the
                                     big sky surrounding us
               and the birds                                  that fly around the world
                                            and the rain
                                    that tickles the ground
                              and makes it giggle like a child
                                  
                                         and the flowers,
                           adorned by the early spring grass.
Rebecca
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