Sitting at the park

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By Austin Hoehn

I am sitting here at the park today and nature is so beautiful in so many splended ways. I have sat here before, but there is something that is arosed more so then ever on this particular Autum day. I can't seem to lay a finger on what it might be, my mind is searching... searching... oh what could it be? I can't put it in words, other then words for feelings. calm, quiet, and collected... Peacful, playful, and personal might be close. I feel like time is on pause, but with life still moving that the world is inviting me to come and be with it and just be with it, like a friend that just wants company, tired of being alone.

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