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Jul 2015
Aloft, I wonder,
Mindless, I saunter.
Restless are my feet,
But you walked on concrete.
Beneath our fair share,
There is nothing I shan't bear.
All may burn far-off,
You know only what to doff.
Awakened are the depth,
The downed, the deepened breath.
Though I refuse to walk bare,
You present your magnifying flare.



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Andrea Molina
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