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Aug 2014
Islamorada is beautiful in April
The wind always in the palms
Calls of native birds
wake me to thoughts of you

Calls of native birds
Wind in the palms
You, sleeping breathing
beside me
the wealth of you in my arms
Wade Phillips
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