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Aug 2013
man and woman made,
children too, boast accents.

change things,
move the hat,, squeeze
euthymol, stand tall.

it was not trouble,
nor your fault, it is
the way of things,
some times.

hang on the swing
upside down, viewing
earth, hear the planes,
listen.

draw the lines. deflty,
then rub them out again,
forget the boundaries.

sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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