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Smoking thoughts
The breeze sweeps through the trees, releasing it's seeds-
I kneel beneath on my knees, for a moment at least-
Wondering, if others see, or if it's just me-
Blinded by the beauty, it must just be-
I kneel beneath on my knees, for a moment at least-
Wondering, if others see, or if it's just me-
Blinded by the beauty, it must just be-
Published 30th Oct 2017
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Anonymous
31st Oct 2017 1:21am
What a lovely image you have brought before us...it's brought me a smile and has me feeling quite serene...thank you!
xoxo Taryn
xoxo Taryn
1st Nov 2017 8:44pm
