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Dec 2015
She was like cayenne and honey,
indecisive as feather bones.
Fine as silk-wool.
Heel pad avoiding ground like lava to playground.
Swift like caress, seeking loneliness.
Natasha Bame
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Natasha Bame  St.Paul/Minnesota/Earth
(St.Paul/Minnesota/Earth)   
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   Lior Gavra
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