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Outpourings from the poor old porous mind of Steve Kittell

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Reservation and hesitation,
a parting of heart and mind,
remaining only consolation,
as our instincts have defined.

~*~
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Posted on February 26, 2019 by Rhymesalot This entry was posted in nature, poetry, writing and tagged instinct, life, love, Procrastination, time, to be continued.... Bookmark the permalink.

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