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The Scent of Softening

A poem a day keeps all your friends away...

Sunday, February 3, 2008

2/3/08 No People

Outside I only hear
dogs barking and
cars driving and
an occasional train.

I don't hear any people.
Unless you count
dogs and cars and trains
as people.
Posted by Ramona Redding at 11:55 AM

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