Lectric pole in a gale, base is wagging the land.
Walking on is half again beyond an eagle badge.
Nothing, writing letters, shiny coins can trip the session.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
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winds came down the pass from your place to mine. Yur turquoise 50's lawn chair sits in the bottom of the spa like a piece of some mysterious river of rainbow pills China. Tommorow I'll clean the broken pottery on the back patio and try to pick up one last piece of a broken life as we drive the 210 to a last hope of salvation.
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