Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Smooth Pebble Comments

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I walked to the brook one day.
The trail was dry and dusty.
I ran my fingers over the tall grass as I walked past the grumpy oak.
Down the bank I slid and my bare toes submerged in the cool water.
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Samuel James Moore
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