Rolled And LitA Poem by PeteIf a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. - Thoreau with flaming fingers they lit up their instruments smoking a rolled song © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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