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False like the front of an old west saloon not broken like Mom's favorite vase she told us oh yes she did not to play ball in the house we promised she promised and we blinked it was sleight of hand and now she's gone a swindle or was it buyer beware
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Nov 11, 2022
Nov 11, 2022 at 4:01 PM UTC
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False like the front of an old west saloon not broken like Mom's favorite vase she told us oh yes she did not to play ball in the house we promised she promised and we blinked it was sleight of hand and now she's gone a swindle or was it buyer beware
An impressionistic word painting.
WhitHowland
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Nov 11, 2022
Nov 11, 2022 at 4:01 PM UTC
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