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Exerpt From Halona
Cumulus clouds drifted leisurely across the azure sky. The sun smiled warmly
at the earth and called to the naked perennial trees and bushes, and soft
soil of the earth to propagate. Several bouquets of blended color daffodils
and irises lay upon the graves of Enola and Yuma.
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Mary E.W. Stephenson
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