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Jan 2015
Peace was said/unsaid
to the degree a phoenix
made a bee-line to the
sun before it rose...just
to: make face.
What a beautifully realized
ambush from all sides...
Happy New Year, Ye
Holy Combatants...may peace
by peace become Peace!!!
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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