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Aug 2024
The cycle breaks us
unless we break the cycle.
After each turn,
each tumble
we'll see the markers
for an exit.
It'll be our choice
whether to take it.
It'll be our choice
whether to chance
another circuit.
But never doubt
it's our turn to pick.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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   Weeping willow
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