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Thursday 1 February 2024

The Grass is Green

To open the gate to enter a pasture,
To the grass that is green,
The sweet fragrance of the meadow flowers,
The aroma so enchanting,
Like a bee drawn to a honey trap,
Life changing there after.....


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The Sun is Shining

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