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Sep 18
A torrent of rain
flick end of a storm,
we danced to kitchen jazz
safe and dry and warm,
wolves came to listen
more than one or two,
circular howling
maybe they were dancing too
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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     LL and Carlo C Gomez
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