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Friday, July 16, 2010
A Healthy Purge
Well… echoing Ronald Reagan
While hazy hot dawn sun pours
Through almost dirty windows
Trying to cleanse out cobwebs and
Years of moderate underachievement
(Except in my imagination)
Does that count?
Why not?
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