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Oct 2018
This is like a spirit circle
feathers in our hands
none of us listening
just given a private moment to express.

breathe spirit
sigh into your chest
cry into this troubled night
where you dream of a midnight sky
twenty years ago.
October 4, 2018
LJW
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LJW  52/F/Baltimore
(52/F/Baltimore)   
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