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Sep 2015
Don't fade this jest...
open that country,
valleys whose cupped
palms beg blue overhanging.
Seas apart that smile together...
somewhere out there in
those oceanic depths ,
your heart pulls on mine...
we're both caught on the
same line, let's wade
this jest.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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