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Just writing it down because I can. A word can be an echo with back-looking tendencies or a word can be a chorus sending sound waves forward into infinity.
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A boy early morning steps out into the light He sizes up the bright orange fire hydrant with a tilt of his head and a shrug of his shoulders It’s measures below his nose & just above his tiny chin. What is this with these insignificant things we see & know we will never forget ?
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Blog entries by Jeffrey
The Robin (23/05/2021)
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