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I drink water like no other sunday- the afternoon, grouped together with light tease-breeze, an impending dog-eared sundown, we ruck up in languor; a kid carrying carrots bicycles on the road that's an overturned, sweaty, scabbed hand, although they may not be carrying carrots, and they may not be a kid; but there definitely were wheels that moved slowly with limited grace (no way to make sure), and the washed clothes left hanging are almost dried.
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC
Sunday quickie
I drink water like no other sunday- the afternoon, grouped together with light tease-breeze, an impending dog-eared sundown, we ruck up in languor; a kid carrying carrots bicycles on the road that's an overturned, sweaty, scabbed hand, although they may not be carrying carrots, and they may not be a kid; but there definitely were wheels that moved slowly with limited grace (no way to make sure), and the washed clothes left hanging are almost dried.
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC
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