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I remember the hollyhocks
we had in the garden
before the weeds took over


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By day
I sleep in the happy open
Broken glass
and cut can lids
my nightmare


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I saw a wren, Jen.
What again, Len, Tell me, when?
Oh, about half ten.


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Beautiful buttercups –
in front of the electricity substation
#urban #PostRomantic


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seasons and weather
riptide, cross-stream, chip chop, flip
flop, grab a rock, breathe



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