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Imagination run wild..Sara
Sauntered Freely
I sauntered freely as a child
around the mountain ridge.
On Falcon's wings I flew the mile
across the placid lake to wooden bridge,
where fir laden path skirted water;
and powdered snow the ground did alter.
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