Bob
Marcacci
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another month bleed another month out of this scrap bleed another stain toward my testament bleed another painful morning bleed another decision bleed another boring drip waiting for coffee to percolate bleed another bitter rejection of the unwanted bleed another seed bleed another flower into the waste basket bleed another powerful mood in the crude afternoon bleed another summer another fall bleed another winter following a season bleed another spring sing rage to the green heavens bleed another seven days bleed another minute of this bastard >>>Liz Kirby
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