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May 2018
over the lane



i watched him varnish his duck

while

previously he had fired up a chain saw

ready



we imagined he will cut the legs off the

taller one



two ducks in a row

were gathering dust at the bottom of  the

stairs



will now decorate the garden



we discussed the date and laughed about

star wars



together

the others came up the rise and spoke yet

they do not know me



sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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