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Flesh and bones…. February 6, 2022 - (0)
Flesh and bones… (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with so many victories. I realized too late.They don’t mean too much. Beautiful young woman sitting between my legs. She looked up.Told me, “It don’t matter anyway. We […]

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