{"id":6081,"date":"2020-08-18T16:20:36","date_gmt":"2020-08-18T21:20:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=6081"},"modified":"2020-08-11T16:26:38","modified_gmt":"2020-08-11T21:26:38","slug":"genoa-wilson-season-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=6081","title":{"rendered":"Genoa Wilson &#8220;In Limon&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"_3LSH-c1WOe1J4X-R0dPL-f \">\n<h1 class=\"_3tQZFZsC7GkDRzmw0cxOcP\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong>Genoa Wilson<\/strong><\/span><\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">In Limon<\/span><\/h2>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Hot prairie<\/div>\n<div>wind whips<\/div>\n<div>the sparse<\/div>\n<div>yellow grass on<\/div>\n<div>your grave.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div class=\"container\">\n<div class=\"row\">\n<div class=\"container\">\n<div class=\"row\">\n<div class=\"container\">\n<hr \/>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Genoa Wilson<\/strong><\/span><em> used to teach tai chi and hopes to again once all this craziness is done.<\/em><\/p>\n<div class=\"_3LSH-c1WOe1J4X-R0dPL-f \">\n<hr \/>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Genoa Wilson In Limon Hot prairie wind whips the sparse yellow grass on your grave. 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