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Sep 2014
I more than exist because I can walk
over hills, past crows
I overthrow wildernesses
with more than a bucket or *****
self belief needs to be stoked
ask any tractor any novice device
the firmament is more than a suspended thought
its in the actuality of enjoying life
the seed in us all.
louise whistletop
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   Antony Glaser
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