Backyard feeling empty? Add a pool..
With a Pump, filter and ladder

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Backyard feeling empty? Add a pool..
With a Pump, filter and ladder

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I donât miss your time line i noraeneun dasi sijakhajaneun geureon maldo aniya gamjeongeul nulleo dama nameun neoui seupgwan da namgyeonogo bye bye stay all night with you letâs ride we gon be alright taste neol tteonal su eomneun iyu itge haejwo when the time is up wae tteonal su eopge hae stay away I donât get this hangsang eogeunnan nae taiming malhaetjana always fighting neon uigyeoneâŚ
every day as a wide field, every page
1 Standing outside staring at a tree gentles our eyes We cheer to see fireflies winking again Where have our friends been all the long hours? Minds stretching beyond the field become their own skies Windows  doors grow more important Look through a word swing that sentence wide open Kneeling outside to find sturdy green glistening blossoms under the breeze that carries us silently 2 And there were so many more poems to read! Countless friends to listen to. We didnât have to be in the same roomâ the great modern magic. Everywhere together now. Even scared together now from all points of the globe which lessened it somehow. Hopeful together too, exchanging winks in the dark, the little lights blinking. When your hope shrinks you might feel the hope of someone far away lifting you up. Hope is the thingâ... Hope was always the thing! What else did we give each other from such distances? Breath of syllables, sing to me from your balcony please! Befriend me in the deep space. When you paused for a poem it could reshape the day you had just been living.
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