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Observations

October 8, 2013
By Emmara BRONZE, Davisburg, Michigan
Emmara BRONZE, Davisburg, Michigan
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I sat on the bench
Crowded by air
Grass surrounded my feet
The pond in my sight

Summers last breath of air
Was near
Trees still full of leaves
Not just one shade of green
Lights, darks, spotted
Filled the trees upper branches

The air fresher with every breath
Clouds have barely moved
Walking through the freshly cut grass
Back to the building
To close in every scent



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