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Jul 2013
Switch-click into gear three and pedal pedal downward from road into grass.
Spruce-oak-pine cave.
The youngest lags behind but push onward to the smell of blue-gills passed!
It is what the land gave.

Spruce-oak-pine cave
builds a wigwam and lean-to fit for dynasty warriors
or home run derby saves.
Dilly-dally down the block a moment for to commence with the chores.  

Builds a wigwam and lean-to fit for dynasty warriors
or sand town constructionists
whose rivers of root beer heal yesterday's sores.
Physical, material never missed.  

Or sand town constructionists
or lego architects, or kings and queens of rock collections.
No sorrow or fits
only happiness.
Madeleine Toerne
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Madeleine Toerne
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   Lucinda Hikari
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