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Wayward blue the open crisp skies the floating cotton balls the southern shores glow bronze sanded warm still beach Yet cool balming breeze articulates me New birth baby breath A catalyst Calming breeze cuddles me As I look still at the horizon Wayward blue
10/12/20 Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020/

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