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Oct 2013
Oceans of the free
spread open their hearts for me
They cry – they scream
“The earth sees all – but you took her eyes!”
They depend on the tall plants to climb -
to breathe
Packs of wolves – like freedom
coming at you with force like rain clouds
Quietly, we all tell
Swim with the free and begin to breathe like me
Concetta Benedetto
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Concetta Benedetto  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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