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Wet Mornings

post drizzle-logged morning trek; leaky boots puddle splashed sodden socks peeled in a pile by the door; coffee's pot's pungent pull awaits post dried off head and towelled feet.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 9/26/2017 12:53:00 AM
I forget how cold that actually is but you have reminded me.
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