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this is my cave,
this is my mate,
these are my skins,
these are my berries, my nuts, my grain,
this is my spring,
these are my rocks,
these are my sticks,
this is my honda, my space, my lane.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Kyser Avatar
February 13, 2022 at 5:50 AM
road rage in the poetic age!
Strauss Avatar
February 13, 2022 at 6:28 AM
Thanks for reading and replying ... you're right ... trying to make poetical proverbial lemonade of that Audi-guy that gunned it when he saw me moving into HIS lane. Wasn't you, Jeff, was it?
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