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wrinkles

The ironing board is draped with calico… my eyes are heavy with sleep…. some days are just too full of wrinkles to be profound and deep.  

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surprise

the storm had let up, the winds had stopped, i opened the door and in someone hopped – one never nose who you might meet – so be prepared to always be sweet.      

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