March Winds

March winds, beauty ends... hair knots, frizzy globs... bad luck, locks stuck... sight...mirror, panicked terror... Uh oh, nesting crow!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
May 9, 2019 at 1:11 AM
You have been in my house staring at me in the mornings! What?
Kiser Avatar
May 9, 2019 at 2:23 AM
What can I say, I have a tendency to leave my body too often. After I've seen my whole state, I start really traveling. Thanks again.
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