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Feb 2010
wind spins
leaves gently
on concrete
oddly
falling feels free
no more
filthy guilt please
swinging cleanly
the breeze breathes easy
& leaves gain speed
with disbelief
in gravity
or maybe they know they don't
need it
jerard gartlin
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jerard gartlin  69/M/Portland, OR
(69/M/Portland, OR)   
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