For All The Sand in CucamongaA Poem by PeteTime is like a handful of sand – the tighter you grasp it, the faster it runs through your fingers. -Thoreaui wouldn't want to have to carry your burdens alongside 'ya nor for barbarella's jane fonda not for a chimichonga not for a brand new, shiny honda © 2022 PeteAuthor's Note
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