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Now for something different. Lots of rhyme.

Blame this one on the muse.

It is the road that we are all traveling.

How hard it is to be totally forthright.

We lose something when we lose someone, but what and from where does it come?

This is what happens when thinking of one thing leads to another kind of thing.

Thoughts that occur as you get old.

Sitting in the cold this morning and not even the birds are flying. It is winter.

Thoughts of the Cubans escaping

Henderson, Nevada, and the drive down into Las Vegas at night.