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May 2016
yes are closed
every things blank
ears are open
nothing to hear
they step
but do not move
the take a breath
but do not breathe
for they have not been given the sense they need
to be given the life of that opportunity
Michael Hill
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Michael Hill  Powell river
(Powell river)   
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