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The Park: Memories

I still remember a park I usually went to, with a scent that made me imagine of fairies, unicorns, and leprechauns. Speaking of leprechauns, I once saw a man who quite looked like one, except the fact he was tall and didn't carry a magic wand. His eyes looked as though they had seen time's end of the chapter. He seemed calm, even when rain drummed on his black, Victorian hat......

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Date: 2/17/2016 1:53:00 PM
I guess he was looking for his pot of gold...nice write ...
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 2/20/2016 5:01:00 AM
Hahahaha....most likely. Thanks for enjoying my write Joseph!! ;-)

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