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Mar 11
Arrive early
release the thrill
let go the honor
     see that spot? Or shadow, there, in the courtyard
       beneath the tree?
lets imagine
draw the scene
     make marks, straight lines
       (at least try)
remind ourselves of how it thrills
to be the first
Written by
Abraham  M/London
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