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Nov 2019
Emeralds swimming under low water crossing
Cypress roots give footing to rushing water
Lines and hooks, tokens shook from biting mouths
Striking south, towards sea, would walk blindly
To where brine meets, take a seat, wait for curtains, repeat
Patrick Kennon
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Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
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