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Mar 2015
There’s a different world, up on this hill.
Below is a field of broken dreams,
that gives you an unnerving chill.
A place where the branches are beams
where children dangle from their feet.
A place where young lovers meet.
Julia Van Winkle
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Julia Van Winkle
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   Rachel Saliba
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