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Oct 2019
Some aspire to
breeze-bent meadowgrass
and cattail lullabies,
but are destined for
gravel under tires
and snow on the
mountaintops.
All things considered,
I don't mind the cold.
Not every plan works out.
Thank goodness :)
Molly
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