59:3:17

20171011_084626slowly crawling as the pain is the morning routine,oh the pen of it all,for I must again scroll against the snow, what makes you knows all the now’s for those who cry on & on. no one teaches the cries in between your words,he who knows loneliness teaches you the difference between river rat
& a field mouse

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4 thoughts on “59:3:17

    1. Ivors thsnks for questions and.concern I try not to crease my hands when I have to get dirty or cry when drinking my drinking,
      No character assassination.before 9:00 a,m, we run a tight ship and every budget
      Is tight

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