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The Scent of Softening

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

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

3/22/08 That There's Not

that there's not enough room in my house for my stuff

that there's not enough space in my head for my junk

that there's not enough apples or oranges or frozen strawberries
for the smoothie of my life
Posted by Ramona Redding at 6:24 PM

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