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July 17, 2017


She greeted me this morn. This flower on my path.  The wake up call from my deep slumber.  Her petals laughed in Midsummer wisdom.  That’s when I heard Titania.  “My Oberon!  What visions have I seen!  Methought I was enamored of an ass.”  (**Riddle, all mine.  Photo #nofilter on the path to truth.)

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