Soothe SayerA Poem by PeteI silently smiled at my incessant good fortune. - Thoreau![]() Sitting in the dark. Gazing into her crystal ball. "I see no future. No, nothing at all. But if you hand me that credit card again ... ... I'm quite certain the mystification will fall" ... © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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