Good mourning, wispy
dancers floating in my
cold winter morning breath.
Have an adventure with the clouds and the birds,
all flown south.
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The yoga classes have ceased. Exercise yo mind! Delve deep into the mind of the suburban beatnick, stare into the "winter of our discontent", and find out exactly why Tony is a Writer...
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