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Sep 2019
This is really
about the wire

a lightly
penciled line
in the air

the birds like
underscores
or arrows

it's what's
implied
unspoken

what's
almost erased
or slightly out of reach

© Whit Howland 2019
The arrows will always point to what you need to see or know.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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       ---, annh, Ambiguous Frizz, Silverflame and Traveler
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