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Mar 2020
is a glass ball
and someone took a bat
and smashed it all
and as the pieces descended
the ones that landed on a cloud
stayed suspended
it was their hibernation
to wait with the pain
and frustration
while all the others hit upon impact
but nobody stayed intact
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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     Carlo C Gomez and ---
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