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Dec 2014
From the subtle strokes
of a solemn wrist.
I can see so much
of her on this page.

It could be sadness,
or laughter.
Love sonnets,
or groceries.

Like her eyes,
I get lost
in the flow
of her lines.


Yeah
an uncommon aura
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an uncommon aura  122/Neither/We all live here.
(122/Neither/We all live here.)   
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