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Twelve Times
I remember the time it rained twelve times
Tar weed wasn't that sticky
Knee high grass held parts like old mens hair
The wind blew opposite that season
Birds seemed silenced and confused,Thier courtship stalled
Old swaybacks ribs were not pronounced
Gravel streets held water as children walked to school
Wasted smell...

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