Just this Once
Like a snowstorm in July I sit jumbled, puzzled, churning A shiny old-new problem presents itself, begging, poking, jangling me My toes curl over the
December 22, 2018
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Like a snowstorm in July I sit jumbled, puzzled, churning A shiny old-new problem presents itself, begging, poking, jangling me My toes curl over the