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You're the unexpected dollar in my pocket, Or the dog that came up for petting, Or the song, that I love, coming on the radio. A red leaf on brown mulch. A simple good thing in my day unessential, but wanted and beautiful and bright.
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 4:48 PM UTC
You are not the air I breathe (but you flow like it)
You're the unexpected dollar in my pocket, Or the dog that came up for petting, Or the song, that I love, coming on the radio. A red leaf on brown mulch. A simple good thing in my day unessential, but wanted and beautiful and bright.
Skaldspiller
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 4:48 PM UTC
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