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Jun 2014
who shall
loan
a bird
to me.

for i am
small
i am
farther
than
the  blank
expanse
between
word and speaking.

who shall
loan
a bird
to me.

For the worn
blanket
of my being
does not call me
mighty.
Andrew Rymill
Written by
Andrew Rymill
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