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Where An Old Fence Meets New
by JeromeProphet
Old fences gray with age. The sun and rain. The wind and snow. Faded and worn.
New fences filled with color. Beautiful and proud. Protecting. Dividing. Ageless somehow.
Yet each is simple. Each was stained. Each stood tall. Each proclaimed. Here I stand.
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