poetry and story inn on fridays week 157
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We are at this moment, fellow pilgrim, treading on the boulders of this hill upon weathered rocks and rotting roots to smell a whiff of nature’s scent or to spot footprints on molten lava.
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The humour of age. I so know this Feeling! Lovely to see you writing, Grandson!
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