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Sep 2020
Will I become a windchime lady?
I twirl and giggle out of delight
as I put all my belonging away
I sway, wiggle, slide back and forth from the suitcases
to the rhythm of reggae
I don't matter if it's a cloudy day
all that cool wind could surely be harnessed by the windcatcher
and the striker and the rods.
Guadalupe S Partida
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Guadalupe S Partida  31/Los Angeles, CA
(31/Los Angeles, CA)   
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