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Cheap Bar Song

First there is the way she looks; ok, be all smart and mature but when you saw her the first time something in you changed

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Winter Root

Rain settles like a wet glove, the air silver with fog, ground beginning to soften after the long summer drought. I finally sleep, my body

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To What Wanders

“There’s always a place for an old horse Though it can take no more to the long road.”           – Tu

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Sidewalk Rose

What ails but thought of the big problem and right solution while morning slips away and the last scarlet drops from the climbing rose beside

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