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READ MOREI crawled back under the sheet without much hope of falling back to sleep. But it was 5:15 am on a Saturday morning and the intense heat of the previous week was still hours away after the thunderstorms the night before. The ceiling fan moved the cool air gently over us.
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READ MOREI Respect People Who
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READ MOREI Know you do. I Know you do
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READ MOREThe penultimate statements
New York’s regal structures -
READ MOREOn through the park, near Madison’s spats
Actuaries toil in gargoyle mansions,
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READ MOREUnmoved by the wind and rain that ravages
The aging face of the plains,
An isolated, rock mountain remains to salute
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READ MOREAnd if I expire, if I let out the precious little place inside me,
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READ MOREA gesture. A pulse of diffused sunlight
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READ MOREWe shuffle our feet in a need to flee (WHERE?).
