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days later . . .

the quarrel

where we left it

(Published in Chrysanthemum)

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if only i could remember that when i lose things - that they tend to be where you've left them.

my silliness aside, good, relatable poem.

Quarels are like that.

Thanks, Janet and Jennifer.

This strikes me as downright funny. Then again, I'm weird like that. :)

Thanks, aurora. Funny sounds right to me. So does sad.

Very profound.

smile

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