
The Game Night
The drip drip drip of our lives. A poem.
Offerings, periodically dispensed that are about neither stoicism nor pestilential rodents. I write to provide the reader with clear insights and hard-won wisdom in a thoughtful form.
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The drip drip drip of our lives. A poem.

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