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Delicate and boundless… April 13, 2022 - (5)
Delicate and boundless.. Marianne found me drinking alone by the Texas river. I was drinking the Black Velvet whiskey at noon and writing old-man poetry. She took my journal and she read my words. She looked sad and she told me. Johnnie, yesterday is gone. Today is important. We must celebrate the new day. Please […]

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