what they whisper about his long beach walks counting
shells shattered pristine empty clam mussel razor
thus we may inch closer to the secret of his
much lauded carrot cake muffin smoothie vape cart
Sometimes just the shine of a new pen the thin tic
picking up my glasses a cloud now and then and
a few winter visitors Brant
Loons Mergansers and Buffleheads
Though the problem really began in my nose. It
was a warm, obvious sort of day and I asked
where do they go and what do they hope to achieve
hiding behind the instruction to keep the eye
shut and use that special salve two times a day as
though the softness of her hands but keep the door locked
other animals 
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