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Sep 2015
dreams, hours long. in tune .

there came some men with music,
hours long.

some times things seem so very
well, brings guilt for the others.

the process has to stop, some point.

space is cleaned, prepared again.

credo.

all things pass.

sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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