After a long brute winter<\/p>\n
Flowers are once again blooming at Cirque,<\/p>\n
As if there are no seasons,<\/p>\n
Summer is all<\/p>\n
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Have you walked on its resurfaced roads<\/p>\n
And felt that you could go on forever?<\/p>\n
Or splashed water in the refurbished pool?<\/p>\n
You only wonder why they close it ever.<\/p>\n
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Have you had a reverie on a bench besides the pond?<\/p>\n
Memories past and present fuse,<\/p>\n
Time seems to freeze,<\/p>\n
You feel a mood beckoning you to follow it.<\/p>\n
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Going down Dakota you feel you are in a new country,<\/p>\n
Charming architecture with broad streets,<\/p>\n
Exquisitely decked driveways,<\/p>\n
With smiling women at balconies.<\/p>\n
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Cirque\u2019s brilliant foliage forever framed by Ramapo Hills,<\/p>\n
Its rhythmic undulations dancing to an unknown tune,<\/p>\n
You are ensconced by a dream sometimes, maybe a fantasy,<\/p>\n
That you are living in a paradise, without realizing it.<\/p>\n
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Suffern, New York, August 11, 2018<\/p>\n