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From the Old School He takes my arm, not to lean on, but to guide me across the street. This father protector, his sole acknowledgement ...
From the Old School He takes my arm, not to lean on, but to guide me across the street. This father protector, his sole acknowledgement ...
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sneezes in its hunt
as these tree-hogs stir the leaves
haze of natures dust
__As seasons restore and revolve; well seen! _m
Than you, Doug.
I always appreciate your haiku and comments
Adelaide
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