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Oct 2017
seeing through
glass as clearing waters
a droplet
In reading the words of a recent poet, though he has long since passed, I found myself seeing his words almost as though it were he there, reading again the works of his hand. Always though, there was an element of myself in my perception, and so full transposition remained beyond me.
Christian Bixler
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Christian Bixler  21/M/Colombus, GA
(21/M/Colombus, GA)   
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