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Apr 2019
Like violent footsteps of translucent insects,
rain clouds the glass.
A dynamic curtain between
the warmth
and the wind

Window dancers,
forever shifting, obscuring, revealing.
A one man audience
to a one night only movie
playing exclusively
in the courtyard below
Written by
Matt Bernstein  30/M/Atlanta
(30/M/Atlanta)   
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