The 35th: Boho And Buzzard Lore
The 35th: Boho And Buzzard Lore
Why didn’t I post this? I don’t know, stories left untold, fear of waking the dead? Actually, these were originally three separate drafts from the same day, but I stitched them together.
Today Tim usually feels very far away and long, long ago, like a myth, a fairy tale. But, still, he creeps in once in a while, reminds me not to falter, or forget.
A wise woman once said that you should live…
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