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Sep 2014
Where I'm from, there isn't an
ocean for miles;
and yet, each day, dozens of
seagulls flock
to the parking lot
at school.
I've spent so long wondering
why they continue to return --
there's nothing for them here.

Then again, I suppose we have
that much in common
Brie Sarita
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