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Sat 01/29/22 08:11 AM
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Just shy over picturesque boot and shoe,
yesterday's waves of velvet, satin, chiffon and hose, hummed pure Scarlet on five foot two . Now castaways, a ruby island of clothes. Rubbish bags now heave, full to the brim of unrepentant bohemian, gypsy trousseau - stuffed with my smile and dreams, my hopes swim to surface a heroic curtsy, fore the deathblow. Dragged to the kerb, life slaps me once more, my past soldiers up, ten rubbish bags in a row. A new neighbour introduces himself as Thor. I don't even look, "Call me Jane..... Jane Doe." . |
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NICE
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Nice .
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