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May 2014
Drink up each day
Breathe out each minute
Roar in your laughter
Bow to lament

Yet but a drop
In a river of wash
Standing still in the pools
Crashing with rocks

In earth and water
We stand one another
Birthed in wombs
Of our ancestors mother
Mike Mazzanti
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Mike Mazzanti  Saint Louis
(Saint Louis)   
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