Some would rather hold
on to a losing hand than
fold and shuffle up.

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People are funny,
warm, mean, cryptic, loving, true,
hateful, rude, human.

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The hallway remains
quiet, even as the drones
file in for the week.

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Sweet tea, hey y’all, fried
foods, slow drawl, warm greetings, hot
summers, bless your heart.

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Each sip enhances
and also suppresses new
alcohol knowledge.

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Banishment of the
unfamiliarity
begins with hello.

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Spring demands penance
through sneezes and sniffles. An
allergy humbles.

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Throw away every
thing. Done. Now the house is as
clean as it can be.

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The garden will be
lush with vegetation and
sweat from planting hands.

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Easier to fix
health care than the cancer of
partisan rancor.

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Why not sunny and
warm, followed by snow and rain
and chills? Seasons change.

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With the arrival
of spring, the nose itches and
aches. Damn allergies.

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Balls and pucks, dribbles
and dekes, madness arrives in
many forms this month.

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Prowl the city streets
looking for action, looking
for some distraction.

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The tango of spring
and winter, as each fights to
lead across the land.

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