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Dec 2024
Oh, sea of tranquility,
we came, but we could not swim,
so we claimed you with a flag
and put a towel down for the race,
then we left our grubby footprints
across your perfect face
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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   , Lori Jones McCaffery, Zeno, --- and ---
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