Myopia: A Parable of Sorts, Steve West

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Myopia: A Parable of Sorts


I went groundhog hunting one day with Daddy, Not long after I got my gun, a twenty gauge From Sears; I wish I still had it.

We crept through the cane brakes by the river, Quietly, quietly Daddy said or he’d […]