I am, I am a little, I am a parcel, I am yet
I bought a dollar I caught this morning, I couldn’t do it again
I dreamed this mortal, I grew up bent
I had a picture, I hear a river, I like a ship in storms
I put your leaves aside, I remember the clumsy
I saw the spiders, I struck the board
I that have been, I, too
I wrote in the dark
9 Feb, Adelaide afternoon
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Jill Jones
www.jilljones.com.au
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