THE MIDDLE
When I remember bygone days
I think how evening follows morn;
So many I loved were not yet dead,
So many I love were not yet born.
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About Me
- usedbuyer 2.0
- I'm a bookseller and a used books buyer of more than 30 years experience and a lifelong bibliophile. I've been married in all but legality to my husband Allen for more than 35 years.
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