A Scroll Threw Life

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    Few that I call friend

    Over time fewer still hear

    Battles fought each year
    Even when they were long lost
    Still grateful to see you near




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    A fresh layer snow

    What prints shall we leave this time

    History tracks us



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    My last found lover

    Can seduce like no other
    Her special allure
    Turns my awkward blue chatter
    To slutty sapphire banter


  • Groomed in the sixties
    For draft in the seventies
    Nation said, “Nevermind.”

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    from a furtive glance
    to glancing blow use the chance
    to view each askance