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sometimes the words escape me
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poem in the world
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7.27.2016
is worth all
The poem doesn’t try to sell itself. Its improbable existence in this world gives it worth.
3.27.2009
handmade kite
Write the poem on a handmade kite. Let the kite be lifted high & far in the wind…then cut the string.
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