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July 22, 2010
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The loose rocks in the concrete tremple
Under my vigourous steps
The fire of my temper transfered
Into my every forward motion
The fire in my heart turned into The fire in my legs
Burning from the intensity of my pace
So I turned around
And slowed down
The Jersey calves were staring at me
One stood out
Just a little
A diamond among rhunestones
She started through me
With big black eyes and long lashes
She nodded
So I kept going
Taking in the way the sunshing Made the vuluptious hills near home
Shimmer and smile
I'm sure that sounds silly
If you lived here
You would know what i mean
Timid to go home
I note the bluebird perched on a whote fence post
I knew it was going to be ok
Just like the bluebird in the persimmon tree that first time and every bluebird since then
My little garduan angles
That remind me to breath a little Easier

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