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Dec 2014
Lying in a sunlit meadow,
the warm day has just begun,
but I am a lazy fellow,
and today I enjoy the sun.

The azure sky is rightly pleasing,
it's bright clouds not in vain,
here my woes are quietly easing,
alongside any meted pain.

Acre upon acre around me,
lists upon lists beside,
to work that does surround me,
I say,
"All in good time."
Written under an old oak tree
years ago.
Jamie L Cantore
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Jamie L Cantore  The Land Of Flowing Hair
(The Land Of Flowing Hair)   
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   --- and Tannor Fortin
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