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Waters lapping my canoe

Waters lapping my canoe
From the bottom looking
At changing clouds
Sitting in a new spot
Seeing my world afar
Allowing my being to be
Strangely touched, rejuvenated

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on September 30th, 2011 | No Comments »

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