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Blue Waterways

Blue waterfalls run cold in silvery moonlight’s beams; a deer drinks river water; cooled and refreshed, leaps into the black forest. Blue waterways run wild like, hyena across the panorama of scrub and brush; kissed by African moonbeams. Blue rivers are a magic elixir, stirring the imagination and tranquilizing the senses; blue rivers run through my twilight dreamscapes, leaving me breathless.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 7/16/2019 9:46:00 AM
So nice to read about the blue rivers and waterfalls! Beautifully written :)
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 7/20/2019 12:43:00 PM
Thank you.

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