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The High Spirited Town


The High Spirited Town

 

Its not be a ghost town ever more, a town full

of unique people who walked through the cleanest

and cleanser streets paths roads to combine and

compare thee, the buildings who was nice but the

tallest it could be, very dreamy look, the mall

shoppers around very ongoing, as billion and

trillion houses and apartments and nursing homes

and Senior homes were stylish moment of all

time straight through, they kept the whole entire

town alive and well in one peace, the park and

places were very large and humongous, its filled

with love and heart, the sun was shining bright

enough, less on clouded as white puffy pillows

came through in and out the service, the wind

was carrying left and right as light it should but

would be, this town was called the love and

romance and freedom, keep their dreams really

big togetherness in the mix forever

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

6-4-16

 

 

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