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Feb 2017
Birdsong
dew clings to grasses edge--
wind breaks the stillness.
Written so, throughout the course of an hour, more or less; but I think now it is good.
Christian Bixler
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Christian Bixler  26/M/Athens, GA
(26/M/Athens, GA)   
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