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the long & short of it,
what we adhere.
the tow-truck takes the bus
up steep incline.
but days before christmas,
the mind ejects.
would we go home for counting,
amid plus one more.
a room at the inn is hard
at the best of times.
what cant go back on.
whatever she said.
a parent is always & a child,
overlap.
three drinks of cider
will not get you
home.
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