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Arrived in Paris

Sep 8, 2024

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Pink & Blue & yellow flowers dancing on a papered wall

the smell of bread 4 stories down

The sound coming thru an open window

Laughter, talking, police

The gentle breeze

The warm sun

Ahhhh Paris

I had forgotten your allure

A time for slumber

A time to remember

Sep 8, 2024

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“All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renewed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.”

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