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Apr 17
I am again a night owl
arms stretched wide to loosen
my shouldersΒ Β as I make my way across
the bustling square with black flip flops flopping
now if only I could traverse as silently as the owl, unnoticed throughout the night
Observing
Guadalupe S Partida
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Guadalupe S Partida  31/Clovis, CA
(31/Clovis, CA)   
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