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The Scent of Softening

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

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

3/17/08 Come On

Is that what it was?

What did you just say?

See now I've lost the thread
and this conversation is rolling away from me
like a ball of poorly stated yarn.
Posted by Ramona Redding at 2:16 PM

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