The Mystery Spot

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Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Charles and Diana did not make it to 34, either

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The dirt from my forearm has stained this desktop into a work patina Determined years of rest and sweat with the advancement of scroll ...
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I am the man who tells you something. Then you say, "someone said" this. I am forgettable, unless I do something wrong. Then you complain about me to management. You should all come to Writers Block Poetry on Wednesday nights at Kafe Kerouac. I have a Scottish wife. I have son who is filled with sweetness. Another year of changes is ahead, good changes.
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