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Hell's Invoice

One day in January I borrowed a day A day from late June I have to repay The temperature rising the sun high above Birds are returning as thoughts turn to love As June then approaches the bill coming due With summer winds blowing and everything new I reach down in sorrow obliged as I am To clear my account —the snow to begin (Wayne Pennsylvania: January, 2024)

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Date: 1/7/2024 2:14:00 PM
Cleverly written. I'd take 30 years worth, then be dead before payments due. I guess the world needs more skiers.
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Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 1/7/2024 2:19:00 PM
I'm with you.

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