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Aug 2017
and where was it you flew to
in search of silent respite
folding your arms across your chest
and falling forwards into the air stream
carried by currents, suspended by stealth?
Written by
Lynn-Marie Harper  London
(London)   
  415
   ---, kim and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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