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Nov 2020
"They couldn't find their way home."
the man on the bench chants to anypassingone.
in the hollow across the way
a brass band is playing.
notes made visible by gathering smoke.
that mother this child
swing-dancing to the mid-day improvisers.
and on a flat dirt road
not quite near to here
a soloist jives to a separate tune.
Anne M
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       Anne M, ap, Cloudydaze and Gideon
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