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Jun 11
Bean bags tossed
two and fro

his hands are fast
this man

in his striped shirt
and black pants


he juggles
while I struggle

to balance a marriage,

hopes and dreams
seemingly and somewhat absurdly

on the head of a pin
Whit Howland
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Whit Howland
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