City Oasis
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Sun hiding gently, shyly behind pine trees, peeking
occasionally through the leaves.
Whispering winds blowing over graying areas inside
a mind.
Water running constantly, artificially in a cement
pond.
Mushrooming down after having formed a lily -clear
shape.
Far away from the trappings of a hectic world while
sitting right in the center of it.
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