It came to me then.
I was not alone
Each had things to do.
Hot summer grasses
Weather the faint breeze.
Wednesday, August 06, 2014
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Getting a Life, or finding some remnants of Life in the Wreckage.
It came to me then.
I was not alone
Each had things to do.
Hot summer grasses
Weather the faint breeze.
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