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Feb 2014
I truly miss
the high camp fix.
For in them,
I am closer to the sun.
It's a place where
drizzle is hail & snow,
where people who visit care,
those kindred spirits
who truly understand me
& the curvature of the Earth.
It's how we stayed grounded.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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