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A stand in the Vapor Mist trail
deaf ears to Criers wail.
Jackstand Alone amidst the crowbar Junkyard
leaning hard on a windless day.
Kid at the Corner store no Change No Chore
Super Clean Heat no Glory for evermore.
No pantolones only remembered stories
By Naomi Folettia
I hope this isn't religious sensitive or anything. It was just really weird weather out I had to write a poem about it.
A poem about life and its many faces..