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The tenth line is here.

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This earnest verse dies at your feet.

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As my lonely fingers hunger for you tender follicles.

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The drought in my barren arms beckon to you;

While you're waiting...

I have 4 more drawings to do until Heather's Sorrowful Poem is complete. In the meantime, enjoy some baby chicks being hatched at The Big E (Eastern States Expo) in Massachusetts last month.

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Would but I could bounce in your hair.

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I sense your hair is extra bouncy today.