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Oct 2016
A black mist of wings
circle, dive, flying
a dance up in the sky
choreographed by natures high
and executed passionately slow
by the birds liquid flow
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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