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MICHIGAN, 

I can feel the coolness

Of your lakefront waves, again. 

Solemn, morning crispness

Outlining my wake, again. 

The quiet that you hold, pleasent 

As the Sun shows his face, again. 

Blueberries burn my fingertips,

Blue-hearted, I begin to appreciate

Your lazy gleam, my friend. 

Summer liles dawn on your

Fresh Earth and bountiful fields, again. 

MICHIGAN, 

I long to feel your broad, open beams again.