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Jan 2013
Look faithfully on, spirit to be ascended!
Resist your longing for me, you have been mended
away from treaties made through gritted teeth and black eyes
Toward that place where the moon
Leaves her seat in the sky,
Turning the oceans’ water to glass
To guide you herself through Heaven’s pass.
Eric Vasquez
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Eric Vasquez  El Paso
(El Paso)   
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   April Watson
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