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| Poetry By: Erick Flores Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson https://plus.google.com/u/0/109888379776056131514/posts |
I have been in paradise,
The so called green grass
The many hues of the river
The everlasting smell of pine
The natural deodorizers
The flower's fragrance
They all have impacted
Every pore in my being
They may seize to exist
A product of negligence
Let them endure entirely
In a perpetual existence
Erick Flores
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