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Turns

I am driving in my car, Down streets that cut Across the throats of one another, And I am listening to the news radio, Talk about the transition in Afghanistan, Or what will happen, When we leave, and I think … Continue reading

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Spin

When my son asks me what is a tsunami, I tell him it is a giant wave, Caused by a volcano or an earthquake, That can make the ocean floor shift and We look it up on the computer together, … Continue reading

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