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grandma poem

i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
a thousand silent years ago
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
did you ever see an alligator
if i were very sure
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
a few more windy days

 



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