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Aug 2020
There is a lid still un-closed,
Above, the earth peers up close;
The saddest song has ended,
Lid lowers, last rose she tossed.
This is a tanaga I made for our Contemporary Arts class.
keith
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keith  20/F/PH
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   A Slow Heyoka
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