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Feb 2019
In this moment I am water, grey rain
I cry with trees, and all the streams running.
Fog and clouds, a twist of branches overhead
my mind, a loop concentrically swirling
a trick, the swoop and slip
the black and falling birds
scream of skies unraveling.
CA Guilfoyle
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CA Guilfoyle  F/Tucson, AZ
(F/Tucson, AZ)   
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