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A cement path leads to the backyard,
To the left the vegetable garden and someone bushes are against the house.
Today the grass is trimmed but still has the brown dead color.
When I usually look out there is a bunny sometimes hiding in the divot of the yard.
The sun comes down at the horizon peaking through the trees.
The road buzzing with cars on a distant road brings back memories
I see my childhood in this yard and the thought of adventure.
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