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Fri 2 Sep, 2005 12:50 am
In my dream once we walked together,
among the green landscape of the park,
on a pleasant road that leads nowhere,
but somewhere we walked and talked,
and that's all we ever wanted to do.
Good morning, Ray. I really enjoyed the simplicity of your poem, my friend. Quatrains are not always easy to write.
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