Let me spit shine some words for a ramble
on this page words my words be
rhythms set free they walk stride skip
carrying you along for how long
we’ve yet to see remember
to breathe now breathe
necessary you
know
Spit shine
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"The essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest." ~~ E.B. White
Peter S. Kahrmann - Est. 1953 
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