swirled with Van Gogh stars summer night. Genie Nakano, July 6, 2021
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Dream
summitof a mountainwe meet as eagles tumbling in the sky feathersfall into my dreamGenie Nakano, 12/22/20
Hey there
You there, take this gloom away the sky is supposed to be blue, not grey a dismal disappointing day the social-distancing party cancelled the host is sick her stomach hurts then next, the tearful news my veterinarian can’t fix Toto anymore You there, heal my dog Toto he’s been my friend for seventeen years heContinue reading “Hey there”