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Of Bliss

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Concora

Published: Oct 7, 2012

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Kissing daffodils sway,
serenaded by the waver of
gossamer wings;

faces blushing bright
as the sunlight
slips away.

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Excellent idea Jessie, lazing around in the sun all
day when you have a trillion and one things to do...

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