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4d
It's like they all left..

Projects half done..

A guarded gate, with nothing
But a latch.

The sign says welcome,
The iron disagrees.

Picnic tables wasting away,
Yet to host a family.
Morgan Zslnka
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Morgan Zslnka  27/Two-Spirit/Alberta
(27/Two-Spirit/Alberta)   
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