Braisse'

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    Braisse'
    The tall trees are striking, with their thick trunks, so clear, on this summer night. Colder crisp air blows through them. making sure the season's right. Sweet summer night I bid you goobye, the piercing honesty that can never lie.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Perkwas’s Poems (22)

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