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Old Flames

Fallen bougainvillea blossoms Run and tumble down the alley In a soft rattle, pushed by a breeze Wings of happy thoughts Laughing as they roll Chattering on the move… Sprites’ hats or purses Even skirts for some Peaches and soft … Continue reading

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