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Nov 2016
Old age turns the page . . .
the leaf thrives from underneath
Days are made out
of hollow light . . .
night now remnants
of silence in grief

The air I breathe
once was your life
Yet our blood never mingled
Upon every page turns
the green leaf in air
The binding spine . . .
the trunk's despair
South by Southwest
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South by Southwest  Trussville , Alabama
(Trussville , Alabama)   
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