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Wednesday, July 3, 2013 12:00 am
this babble game on the netsorta like boggle isn’t a completewaste of time yesterday I learned“isohyets” are lines on a map thatconnect areas of equal rainfall Isee that useful in co
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Thursday, June 20, 2013 12:00 am
one should not feel regretfor the things not boughtat an estate sale after all I gotthe presents for my grandkids’joint birthday bash due that nighta fleet of bright little motorcycleswell-made
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Thursday, June 13, 2013 12:00 am
here are the brews we drank in englandpiddle from the nearby village of piddlethere’s a cluster of piddles includingpiddle in the hole we drank hobgoblindark ale from the wychwood brewery inwitn
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Thursday, May 30, 2013 12:00 am
when you hear over WILL thatthe opera will start an hour earlyyou automatically think wagnerand sure enough here come theleit motifs of sigmund or seigfriedor whoever (our cows never milkedwell during
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Thursday, May 23, 2013 12:00 am
her ashes – my brit child’s – were in abaggie about a teaspoonful I left a pinchat the dorset farm she loved another onwhite horse hill near the town of her birthsun wind skylarks br
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Thursday, May 16, 2013 12:00 am
ecopoem #17everything livingon this thin skin that supports life has three missions eat to stay alive for the same reason avoid being eaten and breed in order to perpetuate your line so it can go on e
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Thursday, May 9, 2013 12:00 am
“A major study commissioned by theBritish government concludes in itsyesterday report that rapid andsubstantial spending to combatglobal warming is needed to averta catastrophic reduction in wor
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Thursday, May 2, 2013 12:00 am
earthday poem #3went to earthday festivities at union park: encouraging displaysgreeny ideas demonstrationsso cold and rainy not many camethe decorated refrigerators caughtmy heart they should be a tr
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Thursday, April 25, 2013 12:00 am
marathon poem #2two unbidden pictures keep fillingmy head neither from tv screens onethat kid younger than my grandsonslying in his pooled blood in the beachedboat waiting for the inevitable he’

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