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Scorched, your cheeks glow red
Sun-seared while we slept - except
Where my hand had been
©October 21, 20203, Dana O. Crandell. All rights reserved.
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About the Creator
Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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