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Nov 2015
may
we all be just chorals just the right rhythm
or floral cadences trying to sing like wind
or a limb breaks in a forest alone and the birds sing of it
and through the forest a murmur hushed to our ears deaf
sounds out loud?
And we sense it
mimic.
wordvango
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