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Once upon a night time, after a year alone and my only double take, something I thought dead and cold
long hidden, buried, came awake.
It's a Wonderful Terror this.
Confusion wearing designer clothes, Crossing Bridges, torn pantyhose.
So many sorries on my side. I'll owe a million more I'm sure before I die.
But give me one chance at a time,
just one,
just one.
About the Creator
Mark R. Cieslak
Trying to tell some of the silly stories that crowd my head. Maybe you like one. If not its still cheaper than therapy.
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