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Created on: December 16, 2008
With my hands interlaced
I sit back
and take in the sights and sounds
of an autumn afternoon
The wind, as it passes through the trees
little birds voice their opinion
of the invisible force
as their feathers are mussed
Sunlight beams through the window
illuminating my world
bringing a smile to my face
and I am calm....
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