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Nov 2018
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time is limited these days. those one admired in youth devastate us now



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they saw clouds imagined it was heaven
i saw it on the stairs



to wander, hoping not for repetition, hoping to find little journeys



rather blustery.   today   storms blow in, leaves crake. …



clouds.   we stood together working pushing rags through to make things neater.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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     JaxSpade and Vanessa Gatley
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