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Lake Calhoun, Minnesota


Lake Calhoun, Minnesota

 

As it goes forward and toword of the deepest path

of all times, it should be the longest journey and

a breathless and heartless quest out there, they've

have many and dozen of wealthy decent trees

were moving gently left and right like the on beat

winds kept going into the northwest and southeast

area, the kissible clouds came through, the glazing

and blazing sun as warmth of love and compassion

but inglorious feeling of nature's best interest, the

river was very humongously, they'd got million of

old School benches with old names was carved into

and onto in centuries, the grass has been greener

then St. Patricks Day colors, very friendly park like

anywhere in the whole entire place, its good for

families friends love ones and citizens too, this is a

Lake Calhoun, Minnesota, it brings life to the

bunch, its good to be free and wisdom of the greatest

summers of all time straight through, all the bikers

walkers roller skaters and skateboards too

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

6-12-16

 

 

 

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