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Aug 2019
I bolted
this hanger
though steep
as the
cliff to
fly her
planes to
new heights
her hills
of Charlemagne
was renaissance
with the
reign in
just a
freshwater danced
such music
until dawn
Scott F Hemingway
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Scott F Hemingway  Bloom
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