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Sep 2016
i know now
why i planted
that vineyard so
many years ago now

it is so
when you are four
you can walk
up and down the rows

while your parents watch
from a close enough distance
and you marvel at the
tall foliage and fruit
hanging so close and ripe
and you realize but for a brief moment

that you never want to grow up
SkinlessFrank
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SkinlessFrank  glen sutton, qebec
(glen sutton, qebec)   
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