Dead Indian — December 17
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“The morning will dawn around our affairs
We'll be tangled up, unaware
And in the bleak and grey-eyed dawn, I'll get dressed
And down your stairs, light my smokes, get on down the road”
— Gray-eyed Mornings by Jeh Sea Wells
© Jesse Welles World 2026
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