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Oct 2013
water ways lie empty
tidal flows no longer reach the shore

masked banter
halo repercussions

misinterpreted signals
but nothing is out of line

so yang flows to ying and the water filled up dried creeks

this is the way

and has been
still remembering

careering towards ultimate destinations

ultimatums lain low in the soil
sprout anew
in the endless movement of life cycle
Fah
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Fah  Nomad
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