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Sunday, December 31, 2017

We two



She plays the piano
and if I know the song
I’ll join her, singing.
Her fingers falter sometimes
and my voice,
well, its begun to falter too.
We are of an age
She and I.
Posted by Charles Dietzel at 11:13 AM

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