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In the trail north

On the east side of the port

I have walked along

A place where nature belong


The view from the sky

The clouds a translucent dye

Shading the day pool

And keeping the hiker cool


The peak of wind chill

Shivers, no cover to fill

No shade from the cold

Why, Why have we been so bold?


The sun heeds the silent call

With the bright dawn, rays shall fall

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