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Mango TearsBeneath the mango tree / death turns slowly - / creaks the branches/
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AirI like old glass / with bubbles / Pockets of breath
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Cactus MoonThe waning hours / Asleep in time / A dream in rhyme
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Water and FlameAs water is to cleansing rain / and heat as to burning flame, / so are you to me; the same.
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Kansas in her eyesHer eyes are every color / under the sun, and then some- / mostly flecks of golden
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thunderi still try to remember / to take my boots off / at the door
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19when my son was younger / he asked - / how old are the mountains
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Sing-ingPoetry / to me / is taking
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The light of mourningThere was a girl / I used to swap paperbacks / and spit with, once
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Where it all startsListen, it's a beautiful thing / when distilled to its essence; / reduced to its purest form.
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