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Jul 2013
Bodies that move as mysterious as the night
Threshing and weaving into blankets of flight
A quilt woven meticulous with heirloom care,
Yet taken apart-- piece by piece, square by square:
After the upsurge and the spiral
And the crescent and the descent,
The smiling eyes and warm faces
Suggest this magic carpet ride
Was time truly well spent.
Written by
Kurtis Cullen
918
   Gary Muir
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