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Aug 2017
Clouds drift
Sun shine's
Birds echo gracefully in ears
A great time to whisper gratitude.

Wind blows.
Feet dance.
Dreams tickle conscious mind.
A great time to bond with who I am as an ally of Mother Nature.
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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