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Smatterings of falling poetry


somewhere….out in the country, or even the city…it is raining poetry. Poetry from the sky, poetry on the slippery grass, poetry even when I slip… …but mainly, there is poetry in my brain…the contents of which are cataloged in gray … Continue reading

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