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Mar 2019
what are these straits

that bolt away on your

solid ground?

as pain frowns to

cognize a narrowed

distance.

unable

to gain perspective

of what's long gone--

the covered ground

which must be suffered

alone.
Onoma
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         Khoisan, Sukanya Sinha Roy, Yenson and Traveler
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