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As I sit...
I sit & contemplate.
The breeze blows against my skin.
The sound of the riding mower in my right ear.
A bird chirping in my left.
The crack of the bat as it hits a ball.
A dog barking.
The sun is behind the trees now.
Time to go in...
The breeze blows against my skin.
The sound of the riding mower in my right ear.
A bird chirping in my left.
The crack of the bat as it hits a ball.
A dog barking.
The sun is behind the trees now.
Time to go in...
Published 11th Apr 2020
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