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Stifling

Grains of sand the Wind has buried, Dunes of voices, no noises carried Slamming doors and lapping shores Hinged on Exhale Whipping, Whooping, bows not drooping “Who”, not “what”, “How” not “now” Aspirates stifling

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michael-donovan

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Published: Oct 21, 2016
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