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Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tahoe--Boy in a Band
I had my head resting back against the wood edge of the hot tub.
The steam from the water rose into the still cold air.
I could smell the chlorine mixed with the scent of the moist wood.
Mathew flashed into my head as I looked at the moon.
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