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Haiku № 49088

form: aware

Member since 2003 · Posted 14 May 2003 · 1 comment

Summer evening noisy cricket plays with sticks my grandson, Anders.

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[10] Jeremi B. Handrinos 14-May-03/7:01 AM Reply
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