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Mar 2015
antlers
fourteen points
cernunnos stirs
while the daffodils
reach their thirties
orderly routines
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stones start skipping
replete potholes, puddle-filled
paving the way
capsizing axles
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sipping steam from fog clouds low-hanging
not really minding that my shirt is wet from the concrete
tlp
Tyler Lynn Pulliam
Written by
Tyler Lynn Pulliam  Niantic, IL
(Niantic, IL)   
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