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Mar 2014
Suspended in cold air,
Drawn by wing tips,

swaying trails of white vapour
caught by the wind

stretching out for miles
and diving through clouds.


Ruler- straight lines
are pencilled across pale blue,

running parallel ahead
like blackened train tracks.

Suspended in cold air,
but fastened tightly.
Rachel Wood
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Rachel Wood
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   Jerry, --- and Pushing Daisies
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