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Emerson Burkhart’s Easel

Emerson Burkhart’s Easel the fireflies have returned they whisper to night-crawlers that bathe in the clover after a Monday night shower they warn the worms of carp in the Scioto the fireflies appear again they mumble to the crickets as … Continue reading

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