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The late spring sun spreads a peachy glow over the flowering trees in the park. I turn down 89th Street, pausing to allow enough room for two riders on horseback to nudge their mo…
Donna Moriarty
George Blue Kelly
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Beautiful line. Paints a lovely picture.
Musings of an immigrant from a tiny Sicilian village.
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