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Sunday, November 12, 2017
That First Breath of Air
That First Breath of Air
It is so unexpected when it comes,
That nights sleep once so familiar,
Deep and long, followed by another,
Dreams less torrid, if at all.
Waking refreshed, ready to saunter,
Through the crisp air of Fall.
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peter radley
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