Issue 16.1
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Welcome to tinywords 16.1
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leaving…
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full moon…
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a river’s song…
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Easter Sunday…
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grace . . .…
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strawberries?…
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wildflowers . . .…
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silently…
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late show on TV?…
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as if…
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D.C. metro…
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spinning…
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small town where I grew up…
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sepia tones…
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family reunion…
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old friends . . .…
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visitor sign-in…
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hospice bed…
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Illustrator…
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snow on mars tonight earthR…
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drifting stars…
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lightning then thunder…
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mirage…
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old pond…
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pear blossoms…
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finally at peace…
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falling behind…
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adopted ?…
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a few ducks for company the lo…
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Caribbean cruise…
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king sized bed…
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thunder in the middle of his d…
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all day rain…
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Writing is Like Fishing, Which…
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paper dolls ?…
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conversation with my daughter…
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all the kids…
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passwords…
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family reunion ?…
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kneading flour–…
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plates clinking…
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a few words…
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living alone…
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winter light…
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so much expected…
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Piazza San Marco…
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sugar snow…
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winter winds?…
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Slow-falling snowflakes…
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mushroom cloud…
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ruined mansion…
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in the pond…
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all hallows’ eve…
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age…
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old vagrant his ring of sparro…
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old journal…
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midday sun…
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seed catalog…
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landscape…
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out of silence the piccolo pla…
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drowsy afternoon……
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turning page 238 wakes the cat…
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Orion’s belt…
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haiga
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coffeehouse……
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drinking tea…
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working overtime…
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dory crossing…
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just where the sky…
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lilac blossoms…
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budding trees…
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her plait in step with her hip…
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wolf whistle ?…
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taking root…
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headphones from one hemisphere…
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thunderheads…
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a dragonfly pausing the wind…
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the bee sting…
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A Week…
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campfire…
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pooling where the creek bends…
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the last trawler…
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evening zephyr ?…
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ground swell…
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first stars?…
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private beach…
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abandoned beach house…