On time to order.
Nice warm spa, avoiding the smokers.
everyone together under the heat.
Jacking up the fire wood,
underneath the paper, a match.
Nimble beginnings, fanning the
embers, and away it goes.
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I started on the 1st of January to write a daily poem. Restricted by the first letters -they form the date. I try to update on a daily bases, if I can't go online I post asap afterwards.
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