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Apr 16
my heart is wild
brambles growing around the
refuse of the past

my heart is wild
rushing over blue hills
sky and earth and lake

my heart is wild
flowers growing all around
city streets in spring
reflections on a spring break trip to help with environmental efforts
Breeze-Mist
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Breeze-Mist  19/F/North America
(19/F/North America)   
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     Perry, Mathew P Nangolo and PoetryJournal
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