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July

The swish and hiss,
the secrets of the summer trees.
As the breeze's bliss
ruffles sun baked naked leaves.
Radiant electric blue sky.
Neon rogue clouds
hold dreams in refusal to die.
The first day of July,
was a gusty blustery day.
Sometimes,
there exists no why.
Just a way.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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Sitting on my porch
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