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May 2019
All hail
the night air
passing back door
through front
slithering cooly
'cross my calves

it's from the north
brings
little cold swirls of the artic
I warm them
as they pass through
unknowing
their own
magnificence
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
60
   Yann and Bogdan Dragos
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