creeps up black leather boots
there they stand in the hall
the bamboo forest hoovered and rearranged to make tidy the space-that-ben-will-fill. i like fish. they don't say too much, and that's alright with me. always water-dancing (i should be so lucky!)
a pot of green tea at the ready. i should do a little work on reading-words-literacy and wealth-health, while i wait for the voices at the other end to speak.
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