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Unwanted items turn into yard sale treasures for somebody else. The thrill of the hunt Faded away long ago. For me, less is more. There's nothing I need. Just one thing I really want-- but can never have. E. Auger 5/12/14
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 3:51 PM UTC
YARD SALES Triple Haiku
Unwanted items turn into yard sale treasures for somebody else. The thrill of the hunt Faded away long ago. For me, less is more. There's nothing I need. Just one thing I really want-- but can never have. E. Auger 5/12/14
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 3:51 PM UTC
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