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SHE FEELS CRAZY, PULLING PETALS FROM A DAISY

I feel a little crazy pulling petals from a daisy, as I oh so long ago was taught– but I’m beyond, “He loves me, and he loves me not. . .”– for, luckily, that one’s an answer I’ve already got– … Continue reading

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Where may I my cares allay, and savor respite from life’s kingdom, where mites or motes will often fight or fly, or give you chase, or try to get your goat, or speed-spurt to surpass you in this oh so … Continue reading

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