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by Allison Grayhurst
The gift of all this crumbles with a single out-of-sync happening. Geraniums are frosting over and the high grass is yellowing. Yesterday was a cat in symmetrical slumber, pictures stood straight and warmth was gathering like a sweet wind over the neighbourhood. Does this mean it is my mind? like an insect living one season, … Continue reading Parameters
by Allison Grayhurst
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