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field of windmills thick, wool and warm fireside... Sunday flowers...... silly friends autumn to winter sad smiles... hummus with pita bab ganoush pumpkin soup 7am. green memories that change regularly Murphy's law side by side in a cave with Nick you wouldn't understand how tired I feel you can not translate the pain

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Date: 9/30/2018 11:16:00 AM
I'm sorry you're overqualified
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Date: 9/30/2018 3:03:00 AM
Fabulous free verse I'm loving your musings Art, is field of windmills from another of your poems it seems familiar . found the ending quite melancholic. :-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 9/30/2018 1:48:00 AM
What happened to Nick? Great description, but I hope that Arthur is well. Kai
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