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Nov 2019
Love, given over to stone,
Encoffinated warmth of sun,
Shielded from the prickled infiltrations
Of a many-menaced world.
But here we live too with porous beauty,
Here we kneel with bulwark of shoulders,
Then fall without a twitch to the wind.
Chris Saitta
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Chris Saitta  54/M/Virginia
(54/M/Virginia)   
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