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Torn

Dirty

Clothes

Soaked in sweat

Red Face

Smiling

Fifty-two

Feeling like thirty-two

She comes charging into the shack, after a couple hours of chopping and pruning, in the tropical garden.

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See also:

The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon

The Hermit Poet’s eBooks detail info and downloads

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