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Can't sit down on a bench wet

I waved to a girl in the park,

There is a place, windswept clear

For all his half-hearted kisses

Oh, How I Want Peace

Crisp Wisps across the Window

Beaver in the River Valley

Yearling

So quiet on Laura Street on a rainy holiday morning

Let Dark Clouds Carry In

After Biking to Brady's Lake Beach