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Feb 2015
Enter;
please yellow
seas who loved you
as you were young and
thirsty.

Sunrise
kissed white cap
tips but only left
my back warm.  Backwards
Mama.

Miss moon
she thinks we're
the silliest
I'd have to agree
you see,

fishes
probably
see water like
oiled asphalt on
sunrise.
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S K Garcia
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S K Garcia  Chicago
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