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…icket plans.Look out, look in, hope someone understands.Above the roof, this orange sun we scold.We drag the past behind. It’s still on hold.Hear creaking sound. It opens just a bit.I clap the flapping flippers. Now I’m sold.I think I’ll hop on through that door and sit.
William J Spirdione
Annelise Lords
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Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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