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Oct 2017
I would like to live in the trees
making highways of the branches
leaping, spruce to maple
finding homes in the crooks of magnolias
the sun shining through green stained glass
washing me with soft light.
Abigail Card
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Abigail Card
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   Nico Julleza
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