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Apr 2011
Despite clumsy fashion
You move through the air with style
and from afar
you look mesmerising
Pressing forwards softly fluttering across
our ocean of city space spraying through the day
like arrows
You fly with no compass
glazed pupils
darting like dragonflies
aware of cinnamon wood pigeons watching you
as you jump for your bus
Written by
BG Hermitt
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   Luca Molnar
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