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With the blinds half open, the office is cool, in the after noon.   There is little money now, less than even last year.   At least the fair is opening. A day, a night with twirled candy. I’ll drive, no I will. The conversation has not changed since last year. I wonder why the flag’s half high where the school’ll be empty for a month or more.   I hope the aproned gal will serve the lunch just the same as last year.
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May 31, 2021
May 31, 2021 at 4:35 PM UTC
Last Year
With the blinds half open, the office is cool, in the after noon.   There is little money now, less than even last year.   At least the fair is opening. A day, a night with twirled candy. I’ll drive, no I will. The conversation has not changed since last year. I wonder why the flag’s half high where the school’ll be empty for a month or more.   I hope the aproned gal will serve the lunch just the same as last year.
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May 31, 2021
May 31, 2021 at 4:35 PM UTC
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