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 CONJECTURE

CONJECTURE
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Eye am never certain where just certain people reside since every day it changes and life can be so hard and even cruel to lovers and to students of this life when people seem so concrete in the camp and staid upon they purposes and devils ignored and general public seems so far from door then new place is open and the bedroom door once guarded is now flung wide.
JIMMY is in bed with mother now. Just now a man once in a bed is lost his keys the lady of the certain dwelling place is repo and she comes to make certain that this uncertain man is gone from his only dorm his  home. Oh she was so hard but money seems a lessor GOD and lesson learned you had better have some if rent is to be paid on time and time is to be spent in sheets of white or even blue beware of you the time it gets away and the man was heard to say eye do not even believe that you want that MONEY now. The lady did not smile just GIVE TO ME THE KEYS. He muttered and groaned a while but in the end he lost his smile and gave up his adobe house. Now the homeless population of OLD Tucson is upped by one while the missing family must be inside of one. MUSING the poet goes unto his rainy home still living in the cactus all alone he lives inside his layers of willingness to call a flower home and live inside her love.


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