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Dec 2019
today the sky thinking it's falling

will say to the ground: I want

you to have this, I see so

much of myself in you.

whereupon the ground will reply:

as I do you, thank you.

white on white, drawing a clear

blank--ever grateful.

snow today, so they say...
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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   Miracle Beyond Me and Sue Collins
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