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Saturday, September 10, 2016
August's Breeze
The fragrance of the foliage surrounding me trickles across my nose
In the cool summer night's breeze.
I am at ease
As the wind
carries me home.
It's nights where I can clear my mind,
Let earth's force calm my soul
To get me through the night and refocus my sight.
Until morning brings new light.
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