And you will smell its aroma on my skin
Of all the places I've lived, Enid has as much creativity as any of them, if not more, and always has a good story to tell. So spill your beans. They will find a common ground along our neighborhood streets where kids sell lemonade, unaware of inflation. Spreading to our patchwork of farms, the smell of our stories will mingle with that of fresh cut wheat, and student pilots will create poetry with their contrails.
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