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A haiku
The silent breeze blows  Streetlights dim as the sun rises Tomorrow is today
Autumn Bench
Autumn Bench     Jewlina Matthews    
An Autumn Walk in Central Park
A light breeze brushing my cheek, Turning my face rosy. Leaves falling from the trees Into my long, blonde hair. Taking step after step Onto the concrete path. A sip so strong
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