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In a world of silence I run on batteries walk a mile or two on wrinkled aging knees. Hearing nothing as I sleep most things won't wake me up I sit in awesome silence and sip my coffee cup. Closed caption on the t. v. informs me of the news the world is still divided violent, bitter, bruised. Time for my daily walk check the batteries, they're fine attach the hearing aids the sun begins to shine. My dog waits patiently with uncomplaining love it's a chilly wintry day I reach to take my gloves The air is frosty clean I leave the car at home and step with Jax, off the curb in the neighborhood, to roam.
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Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 10:44 PM UTC
Cold Batteries.
In a world of silence I run on batteries walk a mile or two on wrinkled aging knees. Hearing nothing as I sleep most things won't wake me up I sit in awesome silence and sip my coffee cup. Closed caption on the t. v. informs me of the news the world is still divided violent, bitter, bruised. Time for my daily walk check the batteries, they're fine attach the hearing aids the sun begins to shine. My dog waits patiently with uncomplaining love it's a chilly wintry day I reach to take my gloves The air is frosty clean I leave the car at home and step with Jax, off the curb in the neighborhood, to roam.
david-lessard
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Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 10:44 PM UTC
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