Granny's Chicken
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Wednesday, July 27, 2011
You Can't Scratch It
in this myth I am over
eight feet tall, light
and free, life is well
her laugh, your mouth
you tell me you love me
just like she did
I prayed for peaceful days
again with laying of hands
now look how the moon glows
2011
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