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a pair of old cowboy boots
a pair of old cowboy boots (1950s)
Kenny and I always wanted
a pair of cowboy boots
there was no money for such
a childish wish
one day walking
in the woods
we stumbled upon a trash dump
someone richer than us
had discarded what
we considered treasures
we found old comic books
an old alarm clock
that worked, once we banged
it ...
Monday 18th January 2021 7:51 pm
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