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Apr 2020
As quickly as the first is whisked away
The second was too far to begin with
There has now been far too many to count
I stopped after the first
They seem the same after a while
Like a stack of rocks on a log
I stack them
Written by
morallygray  M/Ohio.
   Alona and AestheticAbi
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