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Jun 2015
two twenty-one
where have you gone
master ofΒ Β all tides
my sole, myself I sit beside

two twenty-two
where are you
avenger of mind
wound up, unwound, unwind

two twenty-three
the places you could be
sensor of life's lives
free fall, free form, free ride

two twenty- four
myself at the door
pretender the unwise*
chasing, chanting life's guise
Poppy Perry
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Poppy Perry
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