For every moment I don’t think of you. I think of moonlight. What Watt? — For every moment I don’t think of you. I think of a new born kitten altogether alone
For every moment I don’t think of you. I think of a solid citizen Sickly Slandered By an Evil Spirited Tactless Sovereign
SYNTH YOU”VE BEEN GONE
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I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.
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