Dusk at the lake.
I pick cattails and
think of summers
Spent with you.
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What few lines to speak volumes of my childhood
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Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
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Thanks once again, Michael 🙂
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