The work runs on and on, a steady stream,A constant feel of flowing and of force,The strength to fight the current. ItReminds me of that…
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We’d listen in the kitchen to the voicesIn the dining room. We’d lean againstThe door and press our ears to hear the soundsOf parents fighting,…
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