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Jul 10
there a place i go quiet and so still
where the bluebells grow high upon a hill
growing all a round with there bells so blue
showing of there beauty in the morning dew

showing off there blooms with there flower show
natures work of art that gives my heart a glow
when its time for spring i always visit there
i sit watch the bluebells growing everywhere
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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   DENNY R ALLISON
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