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I love those woods
where existence mingles with both
fall and spring,
growth rustles with the breeze
and the straight stands guard
to the curved.
I love those curves
which have a movement of
their own,
a smoothness that comes
from love of living and
a flight of imagination
that holds immensity
in its grip.
I love those curves....
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