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In Walmart

I find myself foraging, basket in hand among the cocoa harvests of distant lands. A shaft of light crashes like a Chinese paratrooper through the store’s skylight, rays pierce high-stacked shelves, beam upon all-consuming shoppers, flash briefly upon brimful spandex. It is then I realize that all I need is you, not cut-price plastic hole-fillers, from this warehouse of empty dreams, nor anything blue, green, or yellow seen on T.V. but then I remember the wine and beers in aisle twenty-two - but I still I love you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Date: 11/25/2021 6:07:00 PM
Nice turn, Eric ;-)
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Eric Ashford
Date: 1/16/2022 10:51:00 AM
Date: 11/24/2021 12:37:00 PM
Hello Eric Ashford, I shop often at Walmart. Getting items I need. In fact i was there today looking around for deals. Enjoy your day my friend.
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Date: 1/16/2022 10:52:00 AM
Enjoy your shopping Darlene and keep well.