Random Thought #29

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May 13, 2017

Peace surrounds,
Silence envelopes,
Cold wind gushes through, rippling through my clothes.

Warm skin turns into icy cold.
Warm skin has to be made known.
Smoke the woods, vanish the cold, make the night turn to a glow.

Sun rises to give light.
Sun rises to warm the skin.
Sun rises to start a new day.
Sun rises bringing joy to each.

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