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Back like a boomerang

dear Reader I shred the letters. Or at least, I think I did. I haven’t gone back to look for them, anyway. I don’t even want to investigate my claim now either. Because I couldn’t care any less. I wanted to start with that success from 2018. I’m not truly sure what the grand lesson […]

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The Willow Tree

I keep going back To the old willow tree In hopes you’re looking for me. There’s a rope tied to the Branch near the summit Where I hung you Time and time again.