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Friday, March 01, 2019

stealth

Gmorning.  I like to sleep a few hours then get up in the night to do some stuff, mostly writing.  Then go back to bed.

I was poking around.  Saw this poem I forgot about that my friend published on her blog as a guest post.  I like poems about bumper stickers.

http://www.rubbertrampartist.com/2016/04/03/poem-about-stealth-van-living

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