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His Happy Place

I know it now. I see green and blue. I hear the birds song, singing his name. It is thee most beautiful place to be. I smell the wet dirt when it rains. It is earth made. What is that place you say?! Rain forest. Rain forest.... He says!! Now close those beautiful eyes of yours and there you'll be. Sitting next to that blue water fall as you please.

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Date: 6/9/2011 6:19:00 PM
I love this I wrote one on imagination. I encourage you to check it out. Called grampy's chest. have a great night. cory
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Date: 6/9/2011 3:10:00 AM
Imagination can always caryy us away, excellent piece. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0052U4O5U
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