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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

NEVER ON SUNDAY

I've washed my face and brushed my teeth,
reflected on my old friend, who is Greek,
from long ago, a life time of course,
memories flow no need of force,
to recall the face, distressed as a little girl,
as we searched on hands and knees, for his lost pearl.

Tushie   7/8/12

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