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Apr 2020
The future came and went
without

a squeak as it creeped
through

the back kitchen
door

we're old now
but

look at us then

what the heck
were we wearing

Whit Howland © 2020
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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       Fawn, Max Neumann, AS, Eloisa and Carlo C Gomez
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