Head And ShouldersA Poem by PeteGod himself culminates in the present moment, and will never be more divine in the lapse of all the ages. - Thoreauwhen it's snowing you can hear god combing his hair flakes falling into his sink that is the air i swear © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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