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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

                                                       WETLAND

  As i approached the wetlands my eyes were      drawn towards the pondy/lakey/river.The    birds sang,the sun shone and while my bare feet trundled along the mud oozed between my     toes.The frog croaked as loud as a wolf  howling at the full moon on a cold evening.  As I look into the swamp i see my reflection waving hi to me.Suddenly the smell of bark hit     my nose.I could taste fresh air.I keep  walking and I see a beautiful swan swimming     in the pond gracefully.The breeze is so  relaxing it makes me want to fall asleep.
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