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- David Raskin

- Apr 14
- 1 min read
My beloved buddy moved through just the rain and thunder and storm in order to be dry at only just this home
Their phoning was at dusk and shown, my peer from zone king was in a rush letting me be known, that their free husband who was scrubbing could and would prove that the new just house so sane was ready for them to be under and in the dorm all day I was that soldier giving clear and free a try with my bandana hat of knowing the just flush of the kitchen floor’s unmissed drain with foam, and my luck of the pan to dust with a mission to have them adored with my list and game and gift had their briefcase come back from their loans
At last their miraculous return was here I was feeling gnarly, keeping their dinner warm with class on the heat pad so clear was firm-craft-unbooed-stuff, the actual sandwich burn for their eyes was spared, my peer of income plus was dealing with weather being salmon and tuna patties and “charley”
- Avalon Dakota
- 4-14-26
- 6:32 PM
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