Maybe my laugh lines will
wanna be crows feet in the sand
and I'll have so many miles under my belt,
from Lofoten Islands
to the edge of my smiling face in Abuja.
If I turn out like you,
maybe rhyme and reason will come together
for clarity,
even just for a night of charity
for my own benefit.
~Tina Meeks
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