“And, did you turn the light on? Yeah. What’s in there when you turned the light off?”
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The Amphitheater is recording us all.
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March 31, 2017
Higher than my arms reach, you have mounted
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March 30, 2017
Flare of sunshine down side-streets.
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March 26, 2017
I placed a jar in Tennessee
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March 4, 2017
Old houses were scaffolding once, and workmen whistling.
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March 3, 2017
I will go back into the garden and hear the Song of Songs.
