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Jul 2021
over mountains
down to valleys
run through fountains
and back alleys

it doesn't matter quite exactly where
as long as there is (relative) fresh air
breezing soft or rushing through my hair
Ellington Moon
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Ellington Moon  15/Transmasculine/the night sky
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