Ted Kooser

When she left me I stood out in the thunderstorm, hoping to be destroyed by lightning. It missed, first left, then right.

When she left me I stood out in the thunderstorm, hoping to be destroyed by lightning. It missed, first left, then right.

– Ted Kooser –

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