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Walking in the the morning drizzle.


All along the coast after the hill.


Destined to get the newspaper.


The local post ofiice opens


I smile and take my bicycle.


The bicycle it sits nearby.


Sitting there awaiting


through the Summer.


To be repaired.


But now soon




Autumn will return


Likewise return the bike


Take it home


perhaps it will be fixed next year.





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