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Apr 2012
What to do
when the birds start singing
at frequencies beyond my hearing
and gravity
is no longer enough
to keep me grounded?
When there’s not enough
chlorophyll to catch all the sun
or ocean to catch the rain?
When there’s too many flags
waving in the wind
and more than enough oxygen
to fuel a fire?
Written by
Paige Miller
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   Paige Miller
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