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Nov 2015
we talked once
through stalks of paper
book of trees
we glimpsed
pieces of hands
souls, eyes
as the books wavered and shook
in the still earthquake
of paper between us
Autumn Whipple
Written by
Autumn Whipple  sacramento . california
(sacramento . california)   
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