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Aug 2014
The faint sound of singing crickets
guides my way along the path
under the glow of full moon light,
I walk slowly along granite
smelling fresh jasmine,
beautiful open blossoms,
inhaling the starless night.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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