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![]() A Walk in the Woods By Doris Ruth Mackey Walking in the woods, on a sunny summer day, I spy a new path. Where does this path lead? It appears to beckon, "Come follow me." Sunlight filtering Through the roof of green Draws my eyes upward. Through the trees, I watch clouds drifting. I am lost again.
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