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We stopped taking that route. It was my favorite route. The only one on my commute. The oasis that turned the whole city mute. With serene water on both sides of the roads And trees with golden flowers as coats They were only golden during spring. Missed them this year to other things. Will have to wait for another whole year. Before I engulf in this route of beauty, my joy forever.
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
The Route
We stopped taking that route. It was my favorite route. The only one on my commute. The oasis that turned the whole city mute. With serene water on both sides of the roads And trees with golden flowers as coats They were only golden during spring. Missed them this year to other things. Will have to wait for another whole year. Before I engulf in this route of beauty, my joy forever.
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
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