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Drought emphysema Open Dry Cleaners Samantha, Serena Look in the mirror. One thing seems clearer. There’s nothing to fear From words you don’t hear. Follow your compass. Stray from the campus. The longer you love us, Divine the Dianthus. Oral tradition Roams far from the Mission, On burros and Horses Fexofenadine forces. Fine fragile faces Find forever in traces Of work from the past Made to outlast This mortal suspension. The portal pretension Holds keys to beyond The wave of a wand. The work of a hand Carves pictures in sand. To understand why We try and we try. 7/5/21
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