January 6, 2011
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A summer day
Walking through
The forest
I sit down
And feel the morning dew
Soak through my clothes

I lay my hands
On the ground
I pick up a rock
Smooth, shiny and slippery
I lay it down,
Next to a big oak tree
That I sit under

I close my eyes
And hear the birds chirping
And the rabbits scampering
I am the nature

I open my eyes
Stand up
And walk
Never parting
Never leaving
Never separating
A summer day.

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