Morning., Snapdragon [that summer book .txt] 📗

The dew drops glitter on the grass in the sun of the early morn like so many dimonds.
Silver particals of mist dance with the glittering golden motes of sunlight in a dance as old as time.

Publication Date: 08-06-2010

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Dedication:
me cause im awsome like that....jk... mostly...