Today there's nothing to report;
Hence, this little poem is short.
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- ilene bauer
- Poet, writer, rhyming blogger/ City walker, former jogger/ Docent, quilter, bracelet beader/ Puzzle doer, avid reader/ Teacher, now retiree/ Wife, mom, friend, sib, niece - that's me!
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