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Oct 2016
White curtains
dance their thinly
veiled solidities.
Cool the feel
of wind that
distinguishes itself
from the dance.
Cooler the motion
of the leaves against
the sky...the rest
between the dance.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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