Poem: Night Walk Late Summer
PoetryNight Walk in Late Summer I walk the dog for her evening pee. She prances. I lumber. Past the park; […]
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Night Walk in Late Summer I walk the dog for her evening pee. She prances. I lumber. Past the park; […]
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