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My New Place

My new place I see it in my mind The place I’m meant to be I see me living everywhere set under a shady tree As I walk in the yard The smell of pine cones and green grass Amidst the days hot summer sun Iin the little garden of tomatoes red and ripe I feel my feet dig in the dirt As if it and I are one Sitting on my porch Drinking sweet lemonade I smell the earthy air And feel the gentle breeze of summer as it blows through my hair I see it in my mind I feel it in my soul When I see me in this place I can see me gently growing old 8-26-14

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