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Aug 2020
I speak for the sun, distant as it is.  No matter.  I tell it’s story every day the sun shows itself.

I speak for history and for the current. For the passage of humans. No matter. I tell their story whether good or bad, alive or dead.

I speak for the lost and not found. No matter. I see them in my dreams and my nightmares. I feel their hearts beating.
Judi Romaine
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