Thirsty
NSAIDs
made hiking aches
go
so
I slept well
today
windmill blades
rattle in time
but the well's gone
dry
February 70's
fool desert fruit
March, April, May snow
happens
Mother's Day is safe
gonna water my
apple tree
anyway
not wanting to wake
it
just looks thirsty
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