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Oct 2012
Pin pointed dots on ink dyed paper that form the shape of landscapes with criss-cross markings etched upon them,
The locks familiar opposite near the bottom of a magnet based drawing with directional letters informing the reader,
Of all the places I want to be,
none
have any of the latter descriptions tied to them with pieces of ribbons and gracious salutations.
My desired destinations have no flight patterns or ticket stubs, only priceless hopes and fantasies.
Kara Goss
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Kara Goss  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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