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aamacconnell in Drabbles November 9, 2019October 30, 2019 20 Words

Disappear

Can we go outside and play?
Overcoats and mittens on
Leading boots in snow astray
Diminished boredom, we are gone

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Barbara Jean Reed says:

November 9, 2019 at 6:48 PM

Fun!🤗

BJR

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