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you see she's not young
beneath the years another
kind of beautiful
andrew o. dugas
on 01st July, 2009
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walking with my son
almost grown, city now his
girls smile -- not at me
andrew o. dugas
on 01st July, 2009
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waitress leans over
freshens up our coffee
blue vein on white breast
andrew o. dugas
on 01st July, 2009
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Leave me with my wine.
You think I'm alone, I'm not.
Remembering friends.
andrew o. dugas
on 03rd July, 2009
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What's happened to me?
Last night I mistook the moon
for a street lamp. Me!
andrew o. dugas
on 09th July, 2009
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