crumbs on the table
the lingering smell of toast
a day with promise
crumbs
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crumbs on the table
the lingering smell of toast
a day with promise
Musings from an insignificant writer
more that just a path
A Journal of Poetic Observations
Pictures and Poetry, Picture Poetry
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
Ellen Grace Olinger
Just words and more words, as they come of their own accord.
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My Eccentric Friend 
Like the smell of toast
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Yes, exactly – toast and coffee.
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