Traipsing In Tranquility
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Auburn fields of wheat
flow distant to greet soft hills
white clouds hang above
lone, I float through the soft breeze
as the brilliant sun spills warmth
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A Susan Burch Contest
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2012
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