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Yesterday I stood silently looking up at the hill the empty spaces the lingering pile of wood chips missing the […]
Autumn afternoon Soft light touching branches and leaves Sitting in Starbucks A star with antlers Star, like a wild horse, […]
From the Fox River in Illinois to Secaucus, New Jersey
Dancing to the Words 