Over the table a sandwich
Over the table a sandwich and a Coke. In my hands a poetry book. Outside, rain and wind. I didn’t see the smoke coming. But it was there, over my head.
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Over the table a sandwich and a Coke. In my hands a poetry book. Outside, rain and wind. I didn’t see the smoke coming. But it was there, over my head.
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