![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I belch, clear my throat, my knuckles crack. Though once I strode with regal confidence,įrom coughing fits to snorts and passing gas, Now that I know that at least some of you aren’t seeing poems that I’m copying and pasting from my files, I’m going to try posting the last three posts in a different way. ![]()
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