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Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Breakfast for Two in the Garden of the Milk and Honey House
Waiting for pie
In the sky cobbled apricot clouds
Mourning doves' cooing
Breaking apart what brings us together
Piecemeal
Our lives fly by.
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