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June 2009, vol 5 no 2

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Thomas James Martin


Geri's Ninetieth

Old age, I suppose. Funny, I don't feel old. I want you to push me again, way up high in the swing. Nothing has changed except my joints, and you, who don't really understand that youth goes on and on.

first spring flowers
the same old song
brilliant and stirring

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