all that I am &
x y z our w
equal a blue c
first mate a sextant
coarse captain a cattle log
little flags pearl’d pins
stuck through her green sleeves
natural evolution
dear spot the old bones
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ayaladn 
Lady Greensleeves on a blue sea…
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Yes, reading her letters in the piney woods.
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man’s best friend? décor a necessary thing, stitched or not …..*smiling*
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mmmmmb…arf (smiling people win prizes).
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